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Should I die, this blog will serve as my son's source of virtual mama.

If I live, I won't have to repeat myself.

sigers writes fiction and nags her son in austin, texas. 

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I want you to know that you are a big help to me.

And sometimes I forget all the things you can do. Your Wutang watering stance (water the crap out of three inch squares until the Cozy Coupe almost floats away) is not so good for your mother’s roses. But is PERFECT for taking care of the new sod. Your patience and methodical approach to the lawn would make a Buddhist monk a little jealous. Never lose that ability to focus and approach your life with mindfulness.

I adore you, my clever boy.

I want you to know how to fight. My mommy taught me.

I want you to be able to quiet your fears.