Toddler in tow.

Waiting room

waiting room

Toddler in tow.

No nap has me praying.

Goldfish are my savior.

“Momma up!”

“down!”

“out!”

stroller shakes, stroller shakes

Clock ticks

Goldfish gone

Into the room

the size of a dime.

Spilled milk

Strawberry milk

shirt off

pants off

“Momma milk!”

“Momma milk!”

Gown on

feet in stirrups

… silence…

awkward.

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One Response to Toddler in tow.

  1. michelle says:

    Brilliant.

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