I don’t actually remember how I first met Renee Robinson. I think it all started when some unmitigated ‘Ho wrote a cruel review about her writing, and I jumped to her defense. That sounds about like me. Anyone who could write cruelly about someone who does what Renee does with her life deserves a smack-down. […]
Some of you have followed my blog since the beginning. I feel I have come a long way since then. It goes to show, although one may be near-death, life is not over. It can and should be lived with all its color.
Inspired by a love for children and a desire to touch the grandchildren she would likely never meet, she wrote her way into the Amazon Best Sellers Top 100 for Children’s Books
Piggy-back rides, Falling down slides,
Tearing off skin on his backside.
Saving the child held in his arms,
From scrapes and cuts and all kinds of harm.
Clashing clothes and red running shoes
Mom will redress when she catches you