Today’s “lunch”: A spoonful of peanut butter and a glass of almond milk with a spoonful of Nutella for desert, eaten at 3:50 pm while standing in the pantry in the dark.
Statuses
Current status: Wearing sweatpants, headphones on, lip synching dramatically to Adele.
Related current status: So glad I work from home.
Screw diamonds. *Laundry* is forever.
— Caroline Moore (@sixhours) July 2, 2015
Last night, in 140 characters or less
That thing where you wake at 2am, prepare to drift gently back to sleep, then your asshole brain whispers "What if your house caught fire?"
— Caroline Moore (@sixhours) February 27, 2015
Gwen: “I’m tired. Wanna go to nap.”
My child is some kind of magical, mythical creature, like a unicorn. I’m beginning to doubt she exists.
#truelove
“It’s amazing how well I can judge your mood based on your SVN commits.”
— my husband
File under “Things I Never Thought I’d Have To Say Until I Became a Parent.”
“Do not bite my butt! DO NOT BITE MY BUTT!”
#relativity
I kinda love that the girls’ frame of reference is still young enough that a two-night hotel stay and a trip to another town’s Super Wal-Mart carries the same level of excitement as, say, a trip to Disney World.
#parentinghighlights
Sitting on Play-Doh = the two-year-old equivalent of photocopying your butt