I cook every day. If I don't cook, they don't eat. Who's going to do it? I'm their mother!
We are celebrating the feast of the Eternal Birth which God the Father has borne and never ceases to bear in all eternity... But if it takes not place in me, what avails it? Everything lies in this, that it should take place in me.
Ah, the patter of little feet around the house. There's nothing like having a midget for a butler.