Happy Mother’s Day! Remember that our main purpose as wimminfolk is to procreate and procreate and procreate, no matter how miserable all this chile’bearin’ may make us. Us wimmens must keep poppin’ out dem chillen’ until our innards is hangin’ down by our feet, or our husban’s take us behind the shed an’ shoot us because we’s too ol’ to bear ’em (both the husban’s and the chillen’) anymore.
I was having some stomach issues this morning, and while I was lying on the couch recovering from the latest bathroom run, the “Today Show” had a segment on the Duggar family. They are expecting their 18th child. After watching their touching display of family unity for a few minutes, I had run back to the bathroom again, and this time, it wasn’t just my stomach problem that made me vomit. Now I’m at work (and as you can see, I’m working very hard). Before I get started on my mysterious librarian alchemy, I’d like to give all you mommies this lovely Mother’s Day gift:
This is the Duggar family. Aren’t they wholesome? I know this has nothing to do with books, but some wimmen read when they ain’t poppin’ out chillen’. Maybe a few of those readin’ an’ chile’bearin’ wimmen will find this and be amused. If enough readin’ an’ chile’bearin’ wimmen find this site and let me know they enjoy it, I can change the moniker to “Bloody Hell, It’s a Baby Barrage!” This would make me very happy indeed.