He sampled.
He loved.
I bought.
He hates.— an epic tale of love and hate featuring the Costco snacks I’ll now be eating for the next 45 days
Here’s a fun activity you can do with your kids on rainy days when they have too much energy:
Go shopping at Target and leave them at home with their dad.
Adding more corn and pumpkin to my diet this fall.
Just a small bowl of cereal to take the edge off.
*grabs mixing bowl*
My 3yo said scales measure how fast we are. So anyway, I stepped on our scale and I’m a lot faster than I thought I was.
ARE YOU READY FOR TACOOO TUESDAAYYYY?
— my kid on a Saturday
Got in the car and my 6yo greeted me with “well, well, well, look who’s here.”
This is the only greeting I’ll be accepting from now on.
Me: No.
My kids: She didn’t say yes so we better ask again.
What I say: Maybe.
What my kid hears: Yes. Definitely yes. Pinky promise. Blood oath. It was written in the stars 11 billion years ago.
God help the parent* who tries to put a new food on their child’s plate.
*my husband
If not now, then when? If not you, then who?
— the pile laundry on my loveseat begging me to fold it
I don’t really ever worry about being kidnapped because my 6yo would just find me and ask for a snack.
If hiding things in the trash from my kids were an Olympic sport, I’d be a disgrace to my country.
He’s a 10 but so is his volume.