It's official, I'm a mom.
K-girl is yelling for me to come lay in her bed (crib that is) with her a snuggle...she thinks I should sleep with her. J-boy is sleeping with a bucket next to his bed, my car stinks (and will be particularly smelly after tomorrow's Santa Anas heat-I think I'll park in the parking garage), and no matter how many times I wash my hands, I simply smell puke.
Just the baptism of my car alone makes me official. I was already wanting a new car....
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EG threw up in my mom's car one day (he gave blood at the doc's office and that was the end of him for the day). She said she knew he was one of her kids then. hahahaha.