Wednesday was spent splitting caregiver duty for a sick Little. There’s very little grosser than a stomach bug and pull-ups on a 9 year old. Yep – you thought your day stunk (pun intended) – count your lucky stars, folks.
Of course there is always a funny thing around here. We have a long roll of paper hanging up and we are writing things we are thankful for each day. Today I wrote a very sincere and vulnerable item on the list. When Bubba got home I saw him look at the list and heard him mutter, “Thankful for XL pull-ups? Who is thankful for pull-ups?” and then giggle and giggle. Just keepin’ it real, folks. Just keeping it real.