Trump is the closest thing I have to a baby. I check to see if he’s up first thing in the morning then I spend the rest of the day telling people at work what he said.
My skin is so dry that I can’t tell if it’s kidding.
my dog got a haircut and now it looks like he gave up drinking.
I don’t think I could be a mom. Listening to another person cry all night just seems awful & I wouldn’t want to impose that on a baby.