Sometimes I Write Stuff Down So I Remember It When The Superheroes Move Out

I squeezed him hard, with all my mom muscles. I tried to will him to be small in my arms for longer. Not forever maybe, just for...as long as I feel like it.Four is a fun year."MOM! You gave me a HULK SQUEEZE!" he was delighted."Yes," I said grasping the moment, "because that's how much … Continue reading Sometimes I Write Stuff Down So I Remember It When The Superheroes Move Out