Seriously, dude

The boy made himself a bedtime snack… Hamburger patty, bratwurst, pepperoni, honey and ketchup on a hamburger bun. All still cold from the fridge.

He scarfed it in about seven bites.

He may be going through a growth spurt.


Little Miss Thing wrote “MAMA” today on a piece of paper and gave it to the Wonderful Wife as “a birthday card.” We were shocked because we didn’t know she could write anything but her own name.


I wonder what else she can do.