I wear black always.
It's slimming.
I cover my face to hide my identity. And because it's -320 outside.
I am a shadow.
The unsuspecting offspring rarely see me before I pounce. And steal their dessert.
I am quiet as a whisper (unless I've just climbed the stairs).
I am Ninja Mom.
Don't hate me because I'm stealthy.
I don't mean to be picky, but I think you mean "slimming." I would have let it go, but I didn't like the description implied by the other word. (Smiles)
Posted by: AL | January 17, 2009 at 08:36 AM
Ha! I went back and looked for a mis-spelling for slimming and couldn't find it -- then I realized YOU PROBABLY CORRECTED IT! No fair. Because then it makes Aunt Linda look like she's lost her marbles! Or, is it just me that thinks that . . .hummm.
Posted by: Sandra | January 17, 2009 at 04:20 PM
I've spent the last little while reading your blog - linked through your mom's blog - and I've enjoyed it :)
Posted by: Lyndsay | January 17, 2009 at 07:54 PM
Bahahahahaha...I like your Ninja outfit. Boy if I had one of those...the shit I could get up to;)
Posted by: Andrea | January 17, 2009 at 10:28 PM
Thank you for the incredibly sweet comment you left. I am so grateful that my experience can be of help to anyone--it makes the whole ordeal feel of some kind of worth.
I wish you peace and strength over the coming months.
All the best to you,
~Jennifer
Posted by: Jennifer P. | January 19, 2009 at 09:48 PM