Should I worry?
Thursday, May 1st, 2008I take another sip of my double strength coffee while a shrieking toddler hangs from my left arm.
Roegen: My coffee, Mommy. My coffee.
Me: You don’t get coffee.
Roegen: I NEED coffee.
(Um, okay. You need it like I need chocolate. The only difference is that when you’re not around I’ll sneak my vice but [...]




