Mommy

Periodically I am surprised by some of the roles I find myself playing as a mommy.

There are the expected ones... doctor, for example. And chef. And maid. And playmate.

I am also a

-snack bar (while nursing)
-chair (the lap part)
-ladder (just hold still mommy while I climb up your leg)
-bed (mommy's tummy is soft zzzzz)
-heat source (if chilly, pile into my lap)
-"on" switch (can't make the thing "go?" hand it to mommy)
-encyclopedia (answering the perpetual "Wha dat?")
-A paper towel (get entangled with some racoon poop in the sandbox? no problem, just dart over and wipe your hands on my pants. sigh).
-A CD player (a little off key, usually)
-a taxi (you're so HEAVY now...)
-wardrobe consultant
--umbrella (hunch over in a shower dashing from the car to the store, so the little guy doesn't get wet, and i do).

That's all for now.