As a mother of 4 boys, there are some days that it truly feels like I am raising cavemen. I call them my wild things, gooberbutts, and terd babies. They are everywhere, doing everything, ALL the time. I can barely keep up. It leads me to ponder all the ways humans started as primitive creatures and somehow we have evolved to what we are today. Our children are still born with the same primitive instincts to run, explore, and learn- but we try to contain them, and ourselves, to this unattainable idea of perfection. Women, especially, are born into these modern expectations of being beautiful w
