That's a TALL order!

It's a high calling on life, to be a mother. It's an even higher calling to be a mommy. And while my ability to be funny may be subjective and I may only be a writer in my head, I am definitely a mother. And the little girl in the laundry basket chewing on a purple flower finger puppet and occasionally looking up at me to offer me a tongue-sticking-out, gummy smile seems to think of me as mommy. So there you have it. And that's a fine identity for now. Let's see what I can do with it.