Oh, my goodness. On vacation and popped into the thread.
Slash, I am so, so sorry. I'm on my phone; just know I'm sending hugs and I'm praying for peace and healing for you.
Ummm...I'm thinking that this quality should not count for anything. It's merely a symptom of parenthood. Although, I suppose if we want to get all technical and give it a label, we could call it a coping strategy. ;)
Sho 'nuff, baby girl. (More like sharecroppers than plantation owners, though. But I love me some home-smoked bacon. Mmm, mmm, mmm. And greens. And chicken n'dumplins. And gravy. And grits. Hmm, it's almost like there's a theme going on here.)
Sorry, Tex, but those are NOT minions. I've seen minions; they're cute, fat, little yellow dudes.
Your little (and not-so-little) dudes are cute, too! Just not yellow. :001_tt2: