I CANT!I CANT!I CANT!….Yet, I CAN!!!

Dear Son, I cant sleep for a continuous eight hours without waking up in the middle of the night because you want to be be hugged and wail.I can’t watch television because you want cartoon network and E Junior. I can’t eat my favourite chocolate because I have to share it with you.I can’t use…

Who understands better?

Could I possibly add another ounce of guilt to the current heap I carry around, of being a mother pushing into the little dictionary of words, my son has so carefully constructed in the two years he’s been in this world,words like ‘project’,’assignment’ and ‘exam’? Way too early for him to associate anything with these…