On the stage for Cinderella before mommy’s show. 

I wrote something for my son about a really serious, really sensitive subject to touch. He’s just a toddler so talking to him about it now would do no good and I’m really not sure when the appropriate time or age would be for me to discuss it with him. So I wrote it down, as sort of notes. It’s very basic, and a lot more can be added to it. Anyway, if any of you would care to read it, it’s over on my poetry blog.

Trigger warning: sexual harassment, sexual assault, rape.

so i put on something different and now he wont sit still -_____-

I solved my no pets problem. See, I really really really don’t want pets, ever! But I’m pretty sure that Rafael will ask for an animal at one point, all children do. My solution to this problem is that he can have a pet pigeon. And these will be my rules:

• It can’t live in the house. (This way I can just tell him to choose one from outside, but it has to stay outside, and every time he sees a pigeon he will think it’s his pigeon).
• You can’t choose the all white one or the all black one or the all brown one. It has to be a normal looking pigeon because the rest aren’t loyal and they will betray you. (This just makes it easier for him to think that every pigeon is his pigeon).
• Don’t choose a handicap one because it will die. 

Now, I will just have to worry about having a bird feeder and having him fill it with bird food so his pigeon can eat from it. 

(Is this cruel? I really am not good with animals)

Rafael just came into the room and said, “Hello, mami. How are you?”