My 3yo girl lines up her French frys before eating them. For right now she’s my favorite. Shhhhh.

Boy, did I ever pick the right year to splurge and buy some waterproof shoes to throw on for the yard and garage.

Someone tell my boss I’ll never have time to work again.

Maybe tonight I’ll break down and check out this new Leatherman? Lettermen? show everyone has been going on about.

I need a t-shirt that says, “Mom leaves, poop happens.“