A single, rural mama's ramblings about parenting boys, finding herself (oh brother), struggle and joy, juggling more jobs than you can shake a stick at, creativity as we attempt to not only survive but somehow live a fulfilling and rich life below the poverty line, humor as a coping mechanism when you'd be a basket case otherwise, and all the beauty that IS.
It's much worse today, poor little guy. Also, The Baby should come down with it in 10 days or so (yay...we are doomed to a MONTH of Chicken Pox), but right now he has a terrible cold.
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