My oldest daughter is on one of her jags about what a bad mother and grandmother I am, again, and I'm ready to throw up my hands in defeat and go crawl under a rock for awhile.
I probably am lacking in the parenting and grandmothering department but I made a promise to take care of Zachary before he was even born, I didn't make that promise about the other 6 and now I reckon I'll have to accept the "bad" momma title.
This is all over not being able to make the 4 hr. round trip drive to Little Rock due first to a school schedule and now a ball schedule.
I'm running as fast as I can right now, damn I don't need this.
Somebody just shoot me.
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