• A to Z Challenge,  Humor

    The letter K.

    She came into the world with a middle finger up. The wild child. She never did take a bottle. Her toddler nickname was “the bulldog.” She wouldn’t let me feed her baby food; she had to feed herself. She refuses to “fake” smile for pictures. The kid doesn’t take shit from anyone. Scott and I can tell which daughter is walking into our room at night based off the heavy footsteps of confidence. I’m scared shitless for her teenage years. There’s only one. The letter K. Kate. Coming from a family of four kids, I knew what I was getting into with two kids. You need balance. Equality. Treat all kids the…