These balloons are over a week old at this point and getting on my fucking nerves. I get all tangled in them while I’m KpopXing — they’re determined to fell me like a fat, stumpy flesh tree.
This morning, I opened the bathroom closet and a yellow one floated out! HOW.
Chooch’s face when he says he’s hungry and I say WELL CONSIDER THIS WORKING FOR YOUR FOOD THEN. I love being a parent!