Ok, so it's not ALL bad...but still. Momma needs some adult stimulation. That doesn't necessarily mean I need my adult parts stimulated, either. It means... I need conversation that doesn't require me to say, "You wanna go outstide to potty," or "Wipe your own ass!" or "Can't you see I'm on the phone!?" or "No, you cannot have another popsicle," or "no scissors on the couch!" Besides myself and the little voices inside my head, it seems all I do these days is talk to animals and small children. I guess it beats the alternative. I could be this guy:
