Birth Control Will Always Be My Friend
Parker was throwing a tantrum on the bathroom floor. I mean, he was wailing and rolling bare-bottomed on the carpet, because apparently his life was crashing down. My Mommy always wipes my bottom!!!! I need you to wipe it!! I sat coolly on the sink, swinging my leg and staring at him, dead-pan. I might as … Continue reading Birth Control Will Always Be My Friend
