i have a meeting for work tonight and i'm all ready and just waiting for nick to get home so i can leave. finn, who hasn't spit up in months, walks over and boots right on my pants. then he smiled at me like "look what i did!"
not looking forward to the meeting but they already called and took my dinner order so at least i'm excited about that.
I go to work each and every day with a bit of smarm on the legs of my pnts, just above my knees wher ehannah likes to grab em and wipe her face all over them. Also the left shoulder. Nothing is sacred.
Bridget, I get the sense that you are feeling a little better? IF you are, don't say anything. I don't want to jinx it.