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.