Date: 2013-04-06 02:03 pm (UTC)
"Yeparoo," Hillary chirped. "If you count being my mom knowing me. One of my moms. Do you know where Mama is? I want waffles."

And if there was one thing about the balance of the universe that Hillary knew beyond a shadow of a doubt, it was that Mama was the one who handled breakfast, and Mom was the one who slept.
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