I am a terrible mother

Fortunately Keith has forgiven me.  I am a lucky, lucky woman.  And yes, Jeff warned me not to do what I did that made me a terrible mother.

Katie was snoozing on the downstairs couch early this morning.  I moved into the guest bedroom with the computer so I wouldn’t disturb her and Katie came in and snuggled.  I don’t care how old I get, the day I don’t want to crawl into bed with my kids and snuggle at least once in a while is a day I really start dying in earnest.

Jeff has offered to take me to brekkie (with Katie) and I am in favour of this notion.

I should buy beer and get a haircut today, I mean besides going to church.

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Born when atmospheric carbon was 316 PPM. Settled on MST country since 1997. Parent, grandparent.

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