“Here Mom, I have no where to put this.” I dutifully held out my hand to receive my child’s ABC (already been chewed) gum. His chubby little fingers deposited the wet slimy substance into my open palm. I recall feeling grateful my waiting hand did not receive a direct deposit from his mouth. “Thanks, Mom!” “No problem.” I knew my role, I was, The Garbage Mom. Rummaging through my handbag I found a loose tissue. Carefully, I wrapped the discarded gum into the Kleenex and tossed it into my purse while my son ran off to play. “I’ll throw it …
