Let me introduce you to my B-Ridge. She is a small person, with a HUGE personality trapped inside. She cannot stand still. Need proof?
Here is the concentration she exerts when trying to remain still for a photograph.
But yesterday, while I was multitasking (aka - managing homework w/ 2 older kids, reading a trashy smut novel, talking with my mother on the phone while making dinner) my youngest walked silently out the back door, put on her bike helmet and rode her princess bike to her "breast frens" house. Fortunately her friends house is 3 houses away, and the mom saw the whole thing go down... as well as me shooting out my back door like a rocket about 2 minutes later.
So we know a cat has 9 lives, right? How many lives does a Mom get? Because I have used 3 up on the B-Ridge already, and I just want to know about how many I have left.