My uncle likes to say that once you become a parent, you realize why it is that ferrets eat their young. Now that I am a parent of three, I think he might be onto something.
I can just picture the ferret mom losing it after rephrasing “No, you may not have a cookie.” for the twelfth time – snap- no more baby ferrets. This sad fact of ferret life is likely because ferrets cannot type. If ferrets could type, we would no doubt see their little ferret blogs all over the web as they express the frustration and humor in their lives. As the ferret moms learned to see the humor in their lives, the stress of parenthood would be relieved and their young would safely grow up to be well behaved adult ferrets and someday raise babies of their own.
If we were talking about ferrets of course.
I just live in the midst of an orchard with my husband, three girls, two dogs, three cats and an under-appreciated dove.
Some days we are farmers. Some days we are readers or athletes, photographers or bakers, hunters or gardeners and always we are terrible housekeepers.
And me, I’m the blogger – just because I can sympathize with the ferrets doesn’t mean I want to become one!
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