Raising Children is like being pecked to death by chickens
(plaque above the stove)
I love this. And it's so true, especially with four (did I count right?) And I thought I had my hands full with two. "Fear me. I bake cookies" isn't bad either, though mine should be "Fear me when I bake anything."
I've wanted to comment on your sig line for ages and keep forgetting, so I thought I'd drop by here and do it. I don't have a plaque above my stove, just a bumper sticker on my wheelchair that reads "Well-behaved women rarely make history."
Well, off to read now that my younger chicken has gone home for the day.