Bummer, because I was picturing the quote to have gone nicely with the latest phone purge of mine that will now follow...
Yes, this would be a "ketchup on an ice cream cone" series:
Sometimes Drew and I take photos of ourselves while we wait for Megan and Luke inside the store, and then Drew decides that far more important than remembering what he and I looked like in the summer of 2013, is to have permanent records of Walmart's storefront...
(be glad I'm only choosing to share 1 of the 27 Walmart photos he took)
Taking deodorant to a fast-food restaurant is very normal for a 4 year old, right? Drew spent one full day carrying around deodorant in his pocket. Every few minutes he would pull it out and apply it to his skin. His armpits, his arms, his legs, or his stomach. It got to the point that I couldn't even stand to be near him, let alone let him sit on my lap or hug me. The smell was way too over-powering. By dinner time, I couldn't stand to be in the same room as him.
And I'll have you know, that when I asked Luke to please tighten the toilet paper holder in my bathroom, meaning, simply tighten the screws, and he interpreted it as unscrew it, and reattach it and leave a gaping hole in the bathroom wall, I laughed. I didn't raise my voice or express disappointment at all. Mike didn't echo the same reaction.
Tell me I'll miss all of this another day, but not today.
Today I'm almost ready to start counting down the days till school starts.