…parenting always seems to come back to one all-consuming subject. Even the jokes, such as they are:
Raisin: Apple pooped.
Me: It happens.
My mom: Hey, that would make a good bumper sticker.
Raisin, after I accidentally flung a sheet into the light fixture while putting clean linens on her bed: Mommy, what happened?
Me: The sheet hit the fan….. There’s nobody here who will think that’s funny. I have to call Daddy.