Dec 12, 2019
17 min read
A Day in the Life of a Self-Aware, Self-Thinking Nineteen-Month-Old
On mommy, God, and my existential thoughts on the world around me
Making Sense
07:53 a.m. The slow Monday morning sets in. Daddy has left his side of the bed for work. Mommy turns from hers and scoots over until she’s one kiss away from my cheek. She locks her eyes on me…
