tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089957981783087475.post3105274575530447068..comments2023-04-03T18:12:45.879-04:00Comments on Wilde Mama: Pigs FlySamantha Wildehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15685083156740677022noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089957981783087475.post-34363320079373892772009-02-11T14:49:00.000-05:002009-02-11T14:49:00.000-05:00Oh, we never have troubles like that over here.......Oh, we never have troubles like that over here....<BR/>Actually, that's part of the reason I HAVE to eat cookie dough on a regular basis.Samantha Wildehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15685083156740677022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2089957981783087475.post-2650636923280612972009-02-11T11:58:00.000-05:002009-02-11T11:58:00.000-05:00"Mother-love is not unlike romantic love. An urgen..."Mother-love is not unlike romantic love. An urgent, earnest longing to be in the company of one's children, longing for them when you are away, the feeling of fullness, wholeness, completion that comes at the sight of their perfect, unbearably beautiful faces."<BR/><BR/>Umm, yeah - I get that about once a week. It lasts until he dumps out the cat food, or hits me, or start stomping his feet and whining "COOKIE!"<BR/><BR/>Chocolate is a more constantly pleasant companion. :)Tzipporahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08807511259582331073noreply@blogger.com