Silent but deadly

​There is no greater chance for me to wet my pants in fright than when my daughter, the silent ninja who rises at dawn, leans over me (while I’m still asleep) until our noses are an inch apart and whispers “moooooom “.  One hard head butt and slight concussion later… What?!  “Have you seen my book?”  It’s outside where your new room is.  “Oh nevermind, I want to play on the nintendo.”  You’re grounded.




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