Elizabeth Esther

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My Brain Just Text'd Me: "Sorry, We're Closed." Should I Be Worried?

Something is wrong with my brain and I think it has something to do with the fact that my  body spat out five human beings, all fully formed, all with perfectly functioning brains. Problem, though. My brain got spat out with them.

And now when my daughter asks me: "Mommy, what's 5x7?" I look at her like uhhhhhhhhh.

And then I say what all good mommies say in moments like this: "Go ask your father."