The thing I am enjoying about motherhood lately, is passing the baby to Spence and saying βcode brownβ and him having to change the diaper knowing I can pull the βI pushed him outβ card. Brings me joy.
I know I'm talking crap on the topic but honestly I'm drawn to it. Like I want a cutesy laundry room with the useless decor and labeled detergent. Why was this invented? Who am I? Why am I like this?
You are A. rolling in it, or B. so bored with your life that when you saw that quote board at hobby lobby that said "laundry today, or naked tomorrow" your inner self was like this is my calling in life. I will have the cutest damn laundry room if it's the last thing I do.