Candy's Column
Li’l Mama
I fell asleep the mother of a baby and woke up with a li’l mama. (Not to be confused with the rapper, of course, the primary difference being Skye still has all of her original body parts.) My li’l mama lays her main man Elmo on the napping mat and pats his back, just as her daycare teachers do to her at naptime, feeds him “tea” (a little too classy for Elmo, but he seems to enjoy it) and seats him in the Bumbo chair — an action requiring great precision, as you can see — and then…? She sits on top of him.
Yup. She’s got my maternal instincts, all right.
