I live with a 6 year old firecracker, a son who has turned me into a walking anxiety attack with his daily antics, and our newest baby boy. I had no idea the single most important characteristic of a mother was a sense of humor.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
I may be fat, but you're inappropriate.
The next person to see me in public and say "Christmas Baby?", will be rammed with my shopping cart repeatedly.