Me: Josh, I’ve got some raspberries here for you.
Him: No, I don’t want raspberries.
Me: What are you talking about Willis? Raspberries are your favorite.
Him: No mom, I no want raspberries today.
Me: No problem. Sammy gets all the raspberries.
Him: Mommy, I want raspberries.
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.
