Grandma told me when I get to the end of my rope, hold on. So, at first, I held. Then I had children. Now I write because children understand what’s important in life.
I make my way in the world by the words I fall back on. I make a world for my children in the words that I write because the world will be made by our children.
- We don’t tear down
- Mommy loves you ALWAYS
- Sharing means caring
- Everyone is learning
- Everyone makes mistakes
- Everyone has accidents
- Someone who is crying is having a hard day
- On cold days we have hot chocolate, on hot days we have popsicles, on hard days we have a chocolate milky talk with mommy