It’s a bird—no, it’s an angel, no…it’s…it’s my mother-in-law! Super MIL swooped in today to save my kids from the deathly clench of the duty radio. I love my job, and I love my kids, but on exceptionally busy duty days I have to call in a second wind to satisfy all demands. So, just as the clouds huddled overhead and the winds began to howl at the kiddos who were growing ever more irritable from a day spent chasing endless check-out calls around campus, MILly wrapped her arms around my boys and flew off to the comfort of our cozy apartment. There, she shared many of her super-powers with my kiddos: reading books, cuddling, sword fighting, scrumptious surprise dinners and even sleeping on Atrain’s bunk bed—per his request. And, she was the first thing on his mind when he woke up in the morning. He sure loves Super MILly.
ONCE upon a time, in a land not so far away, there was a queen. She lived a lovely life in her cottage sized castle with her husband and their three sons: Atrain the brave-heart; Jdog the jolly; and Doodle, the daring baby. The queen had a good heart, and she loved her boys with every piece of it. Every day in Frandsenland she works and plays and does her very best NOT to be evil. Sometimes she succeeds. This is her diary.
She DOES have super powers... and blesses us all with them. Thank you SUPER MIL!!
ReplyDeleteA matriarchal society for sure!
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