A Mama by Any Other Name

The other night, I had a killer headache. Not quite so bad as to relegate me to laying in the dark with a pillow over my head, but close.

So, there we sat at the table eating dinner, when the “Mama, Can I?”‘s began. If you are a mom, you know what I am talking about.

“Mama, can I have more potatoes?”

“Mama, can I have some milk?”

“Mama, can I sit by you?”

My head felt like it was going to explode, and The Man saw me gritting my teeth as I dealt with each “Mama, Can I?” that came along. Finally, he said, “Okay, guys. Mama has a headache. No more saying ‘Mama’.”

A pause in the onslaught, and then the Bookworm spoke up, “Mother?”

“No,” The Man interupted.

Another pause, and then, from the far end of the table came the Princess’s little voice, asking, “Woman?”

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