Pin Feathers and Golly Fluff

Sometimes I like to say silly words.

I think it's fun.

I have three kids.

I think my grasp on reality is slowly fading.

Help me.

There is one thing that brings me back into the here and now. The sound of a crying baby soothed by her mothers 'hush' and her gentle rocking arms. I wonder sometimes why babies even cry in the first place? If only to feel their mothers arms tightly around them making them feel safe, protecting them from this crazy world?

I like to think so.