As I was cooking dinner once night, Red looks at me and says,
"Mommy, when I grow up....I don't want to be a mommy."
A little hurt, but curious I ask her why.
"Mommys work ALLLLLL the time. They cook, they clean they do laundry, dishes....."
So proud and smiling, I say
"That's true, but I love you."
Red sits and ponders for a while.
"Daddies.....they don't do anything!"
I've missed you, dear Diary.
23 hours ago