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.
And I had to add mine too...even though I still have to behead myself with makeup later on.
Home-made costumes! We had quite a time with The Baby's tail...it started out as only a foot long, but the material stretched as we stuffed it. He gets rather twisted up it it, which is pretty funny.
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