i cant protect my kids anymore. not in that way.
Like, nietzsche’s god, i feel my death.
D found out about nuclear bombs today. he found out that we probably can’t run fast enough from it. And he cant hold his breath long enough not to breathe in poisonous air. No sunscreen can confer enough protection. Yes, it has been used before and it wasnt to fight aliens. And no, we cant outdrive it no matter how fast papa claims we can go.. And we cant just carry S and R and him and run off. Even if we try very hard. And we pray very hard. Even with our lives.
My child is growing up.
As a reprisal, i whipped out my last squirraled-secreted-surprise-stashed mooncake.
D was flabbergasted into shock before he kISSED it reflex. pure glee. I felt my goddess mama power surge
mama isnt invincible. but i promised you kids, as long as i can, we will sit or squat at bookstores and libraries. We will lug our picture books comics and whatifs back to our safe place to read. together.
and sometimes if the day is tt bad, as it sometimes can be, even entire mooncake to yourself.
tree kids in this season 
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