Hey, There. My name’s Jesi. I’m somewhat of a Maverick. My mom says I’m just contrary.
Once upon a time there was a girl. She met a really good-looking guy who went to the same church and they fell in love. They traveled and had a good time for a while and then decided to start a family.
Pretty soon, a little girl joined them. Then another and another and… you guessed it, one more after that.
They felt like it was important to teach their little girls themselves and decided to keep them at home. They bought a little hobby farm and started living the dream. They got horses and goats and chickens and dogs and filled their quiver full.
Then something C-R-A-Z-Y happened. They thought it would be cool to try for just one more human. At that point, they pretty much assumed ‘it’ would be a girl. And that was a-okay. They already had plenty of panties and dolls and tampons. But…they felt like it would be super-cool if ‘it’ had a penis.
Turns out, ‘it’ came with two penises. And heads and noses and belly buttons. ‘They’ were mono-di identical twin boys. The girl and boy and little girls’ boat was rocked and roiled beyond their wildest dreams.
The dual-weenies were the best, worst thing to ever happen to them. They felt like they simultaneously won the lottery and got struck by lightening.
They had to buy a ranch just to store their collection of children and animals and sang to themselves everyday…”…just keep swimming…just keep swimming…”
These are the annals of the girl’s frazzled brain as she navigates the world through the lens of a tired, thirty-something, over-whelmed, over-worked, farming, homeschooling, paleo-eating, determined-to-live-life-intentionally-and-love-it, harried woman in the ever-confusing 21st century.