So, there was a note next to my toothbrush addressed to Sara or Mom (me on both counts). It read: MOMILove YoUifMOM sWrflou rSI'dPiCe YouLoVe Hailey
For those of you who don't read first-grader, a translation: Mom, I love you. If moms were flowers, I'd pick you. Love, Hailey
Ya, you don't get many paydays as a mom, but the benefits aren't bad.
If you need a laugh, a friend sent me this and I about split a gut. We Are Sinking! Ever feel like this guy is on the other end of your cries for help?
Posted by Sarah Jean ::
10:35 AM ::
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