Momma, Momma, Momma
Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma, Momma…do you get the point?
If watching 4 minutes of whining and crying becomes too taxing for you, then you can feel comforted by the fact that I did not tape the entire 30 minutes of whining and crying that began from the time I forced Abby from “my” bed to the shower until she was ready to go downstairs for some breakfast after getting ready for church as demonstrated in the movie.
This is a typical day with Abby if her needs are not met in the manner that she deems appropriate by none other than “Momma.”