A Kind of Food

I’m feeling motherly and loving…so of course I try to hug her as she comes through the front door…

Daughter: Whoa! What’s happening?!

Horrified, she leans away from this shameless display of parental affection and makes a sign of the cross to stress the point…

Me: It’s perfectly normal for me to want to hug my lovely daughter..

Daughter: In some parts of the world people walk their dogs and then eat them. Some things are just wrong mother…

 

 

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