543 Day Writing Journey

Maxwell’s Silver Hammer. Day 190.

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Bludgeoning a person in the head with a hammer is not something I want people to think of when they hear my son’s name, and it was not my intention, but it’s done, so we have fun with it.

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543 Day Writing Journey

Kool-Aid in a Baby Bottle. Day 149.

When I had Tyler, I was seventeen. I wasn’t really sure about what I was doing, but we’ve evolved, and he forgives me.

We used to eat fast food too much, I stopped his crying with Oreos, and I can still picture the red Kool-Aid in his eight-ounce bottle.

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