Day Six: Shrink Me???

Lots-O-Chatter goin' on. Thunder this and that. Shrink talk.

What kind of new Mom thinks of taking her only begotten son to a shrink on Day Six?

Three things to say...

ONE: No, Mom. You are NOT doing everything wrong.

TWO: I ain't hoppin' on nobody's sofa. Not yet, anyway. Can you say TRAP?

And THREE (exceptions to ONE and TWO): Sofa hoppin' is a perfectly reasonable thing for me to do during a thunderstorm when the Mom is sitting on it! I don't care what anybody says.