That but I quit smoking a while ago. Same t-shirt size as well :-/. Damn kids can be soooo cute but also so batshit insane and evil sometimes. Mine at least.

Every time I see this picture, I want to roll up to the guy, offer him a place to crash for a few weeks, and let him just escape for a break.

Like, I hate strangers in my house, but homie just needs a vacation from his life in this pic, and it’s something I could actually do. It wouldn’t fix social ills, I know he’s rich enough to fuck off to a private island and would never accept.

But sometimes, the offer is all somebody needs, ya know.

Our current “game” is figuring out if my toddler is ok with me coming and getting her out of her room or if she wants me to come in, get her clothes, and leave (closing the door) so that she can get up and meet me in the bathroom by herself. If I choose wrong the entire morning is filled with crying over everything else. My husband walked in the bathroom the other day and asked “what seems to be the issue” at her end-of-the-world screams. “I brushed her teeth”.