My son wears at least 3 pairs of socks a day. How is it possible that 5 of those socks make it into the laundry, but then only 3 make it out of the dryer and NONE OF THEM MATCH?!
11 y/o says rap isn’t music, “it’s just talking,” so once she gives me a curfew and tells me she’s not mad, just disappointed, I guess her transformation into my mother will be complete.
I witnessed two dads approach each other at pick up. One asked, how was your trip? The other responded, oh terrible! Don’t ever go there! They chuckled together and went their separate ways.
Nature is amazing.