My kid just pulled a previously unnoticed rice puff out of my cleavage and ate it.
That’s my girl.
Bug has started crawling and has also developed a pair of grabby little octopus arms. I am exhausted.
In other monies spent today, I got running shoes.
You guys, words cannot describe how not my usual style they are (black with neon colors - basically, it’s like my favorite sweatshirt in 6th grade ate itself and then vomited onto my feet) but they are so comfortable.
I don’t think I’ve ever loved an ice cream like I love Phish Food.