And thus concludeth our first flight with an infant. At one point, we were literally throwing the screaming child back and forth like a hot potato going “What should we do?” “I don’t know!” “Think of something!” But we made it. Thank you to all the kind and understanding souls sitting around us. You were all not-so-willing participants in our micro-study of crisis management.
An American humorist, writer and author. When boiling down the chicken soup of life, she finds those golden, fried nuggets of truth & writes them long after the kids go to bed.
