Sand in My Sandwich

A Book Review

Sand in my Sandwich

I don’t know about you, but motherhood isn’t exactly what I envisioned it to be. Growing up, I thought I had it all figured out. I was always good with kids, getting them to comply and do what I wanted them to do. As a teacher, I was able to motive my students and encourage them to great heights. I thought I had this parenting thing in the bag.

Boy was I wrong.

Can It Wait?

Read Me A Story
Flash Fiction By: Christina Banks

Liz sunk into the cushions of the recliner with a sigh. The dishes were done, the laundry folded on the couch, all the toys put away, and, most importantly, Penny was down for her nap. Liz had an hour of sweet freedom. She picked up the novel from the end table, her favorite author’s latest, and found her place. The heroine was about to be abducted by the antagonist.

The hour flew by and before Liz was ready sleepy little feet trundled down the stairs. Penny snuggled up into Liz’s lap.

“Go potty,” Liz reminded, not taking her eyes off the page. The heroine was in danger and the hero still didn’t know where she was. Liz had to find out if he would make it in time.