It was lovely.
And then she put my finger in her mouth and bit me. Hard.
Turns out she's teething again.
Thank you to all of the women who have mothered me (which includes a remarkable number of women who happen to be my same age). Thank you for steering me through high school, college, boyfriends, lack of boyfriends and the wonderful and hard things that have happened in my life. I am sorry if I ever bit the outreached hand.
I was probably just teething.
|My own dear mother in the matching sunglasses she bought us at a street fair|