I may have mentioned before (Lord only knows when or if I did, but it seems like I might have) that my son might have dino DNA. He makes little pterodactyl squeaks. He uses his t-rex like arms to pinch grab and otherwise destroy his dinner, AKA me. He even rocks some cute little dino clothes. Well, my snugglesaurus is now sporting to wickedly sharp teeth with which he gnaws off peoples fingers or chins if he can get to them. I am so proud of his little incisors and I'm sure so is he! Well I guess I better get back to dino duty since he appears to be gnawing on the dog. Awesome.
A military wife is mostly girl. But there are times, such as when her husband is away and she is mowing the lawn or fixing a youngster's bike, that she begins to suspect she is also boy. She usually comes in three sizes: petite, plump and pregnant. During the early years of her marriage it is often hard to determine which size is her normal one. She has babies all over the world and measures time in terms of places as other women do in years.
I'm a 23 year old wife and mom trying to find a place in the world. I'm my husband's mistress since he's married to the army. I love to read, cook, and eat, not necessarily in that order. I live, I laugh, I cry, and sometimes I even get it right.