Questions I can’t answer

Or, how being a mom makes me feel like a dumb ass.  Am I smarter than a 5th grader?  I wish.  I felt like such a big cheese when I was taking small rubber objects out of their mouths so they didn’t choke.  Keeping their hands from open flames.  But, now that they talk, go to school and haven’t done drugs their little minds are challenging my major domo position.

4 thoughts on “Questions I can’t answer

  1. HaHaHa! I know how you feel. And wait until they get older and you have to help them with their homework. Makes you wish you had been paying more attention in school.

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