(Bellie, if you're 10 and reading this, know that I love you very much. And you don't want to be perfect - there's no fun in that!)
But yesterday, I had a new realization.
My husband must be a secret member of al-Qaeda. Because my child is for sure part terrorist.
Holy hell. One moment she was screaming, the next she was laughing like a crazy loon.
I love you baby, but for real?
It turns out she's teething. And these teeth aren't for the faint of heart.
When Mike texted me he was on his way home last night - around 5 pm, this is the picture I sent back:
Here's to hoping today is better!
I feel ya! When Phillip calls on his way home and asks if he should stop and pick anything up, instead of politely saying "No, but that's for asking" it comes out as a rude "No, just get home already!"
ReplyDeleteOhmygosh - thank you so much for telling me that! It makes me feel so much better. I'm like that with Mike all the time, and I feel badly about it, but whoa, I just want some help already! Hope y'all are doing well - I loved Davis' valentines!
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