This morning I had my aha moment. So I’ve always kind of been what friends would call the “radical hippy” because I love art, want to change the world, envision utopia, challenge authority and preconceived ideas, am not satisfied with the structures of government institutions and the pharmaceutical world, I birth my babies at home …
So I am admittedly one of those artist moms who is squeamish about her own kids’ messes. It is rare that my kids get to indulge in messy fun kid stuff, and when it happens, it’s outside. With a tarp. And a hose. And towels, cleaning spray, a mop, okay okay just kidding, I’m not …