Shona Keenan’s son Lachlan at age four said exactly how she felt – there was not enough of her to go around. What amazed her was that he gave the tentacles to the phone, kitchen, laundry, work, siblings, etc. And tentacle eight just wanted he and her to be together. This book explains why we may not be with our children as much as we may wish, but also provides some humour into the extremely busy life of a mother. From one child to another. From one mother to another.