I give abandonment an entire new meaning, the way I blog once then forget all about it.
I hope I will never treat my kids that way.
"Mommy?"
"Yes?"
"Can I please have something to eat?"
"No, dear, err..."
"My name's Jack."
"Oh yes, Jack, my little bundle of joy, I'd give you food, except I don't have any to share."
"Oh, I see, mom."
"By the way, why do you keep calling me mom?"
I can totally see that happening.
And my husband would be a knock-out boxing champion on tour.