This morning, I was making a panini for my son Nat’s lunch, while he was having breakfast. He looked up and told me to be careful with the panini press. He is really thoughtful and sweet. He tries to avoid conflict a little too much (I guess that comes from having a mother like me who is a bit too fond of dealing with confrontational situations head-on. I’m working on it).
And here I have always imagined you this sweet little demure thing.
Most of my friends say the same thing. My family members – notsomuch. I’m decent most of the time, but if I’m having a day when I’m in touch with my old self – watch out. LOLOL.