Misunderstood
Even though I know what my daughter meant in this poem, many mothers read this and stood aghast, which made it all the more funny to me.
I found it hilarious, a bit embarrassing, but damn funny none the less. I do take my children to feed the ducks often, and we endearingly refer to the ducks as “mates” as they couple and walk around together in the spring. Although Sass and I have had the birds and the bee’s conversation, she has never been taken to the park to watch the ducks mate, at least not on purpose.
Yesterday my other daughter Sessy represented her mother well when she told her class “my mom only gets a runny nose when she sniffs up the white stuff”. Yep, my new title in the gossip circles is Peeping-tom coke head.
The white stuff Sessy’s mom sniffs is this.
Is it so wrong to fight off colds?
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