Mothers. We understand all languages.
“I want zero roll.” My husband’s brain almost caught on fire trying to figure that one out…I said casually, “that is so easy…he wants some cereal.”
Mothers. We understand all actions.
Hitting, biting, and flaying about – doesn’t mean we need to call an exorcist – it means – “I’m really, really tired and I need someone to force me to take a nap.” (could also mean that “daddy doesn’t understand I want some zero roll and if you don’t get him out of my reach – I’ll hurt him.”
Mothers. It’s a hard job but someone has to do it.
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