“Is that your daughter?”
This is the question that was asked of me as I waited for my take-out at a restaurant. The question struck me as funny. Here I am, with a squirmy 20 month old in my lap who looks a lot … Continue reading →
This is the question that was asked of me as I waited for my take-out at a restaurant. The question struck me as funny. Here I am, with a squirmy 20 month old in my lap who looks a lot … Continue reading →