My husband informed me after seeing this picture that he "wanted my job." I promise. It's not what it looks like. We don't laze around and eat popcorn every day. And ladies lunches...well...we do indulge, but usually one of us girls ends up in tears or having a tantrum.
This picture was result of my attempt to stay sane after trying for 30 minutes to get my 13-month-old to nap. She's on a sleep strike. So...we resorted to Cinderella and popcorn. And peanut butter. And puffies. And a carrot. Yum.
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He might like it for a while, but soon he'd realize that it's not easy. Sanity is a often in short supply with moms of small children. I love reading your blog :-) I hope we get to catch up soon!
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