Out of the Mouths of Babes
The girls had some choice words this weekend. So did I, especially when Gigi took my dry body brush into the shower with her. It’s called a dry brush for a reason, kid. I’ll let the girls speak for themselves: Gigi, upon playing Starbucks barista: “Mom, I’m making you decaf a soy latte.” Lulu, upon finding the cardboard cutout that held our new toilet seat cover (jealous?): “I’m an EGG head!” Lulu,... Read More
