twenty-four.
If anyone tells you mothering on your own is easy, don't listen to them. Don't. Never believe them. Call them a liar. Minnie's kind of threatening my sanity. Four-year olds are just...well. I have no real words for them. But she's taking after me and mixed together some flowery little scents. My darling baby. ♥
Speaking of which, Helen, come over on Thursday. I need to have you try this soap.