“Mommy! You’re using Daddy’s broom”

My work is done here.

Reading “Chicken Soup with Rice” to my daughter:

Daughter: Who gave the wind a face?

Me: Maurice Sendak

D: Who’s that?

Can’t get over the fact that the creepy doctor in Severance is also the voice of the Beast in Beauty and the Beast.

In both situations he’s keeping a woman against her will.

I have peaked as a parent. This is my kid’s current favorite song: youtu.be/eRBOgtp0Hac?...

My two-year old stole the wallet from my purse and proceeded to run around the house triumphantly crying “TREASURE!!”

I feel like I hit the millennial basic bitch jackpot on my drive home with “Like a Prayer” followed by “I Wanna Dance with Somebody” playing on the radio.

It’s happened. I’m the fan wearing their Lions gear in public on Game Day.

I’m out and about with my family. My daughter needs her diaper changed. I’m on crutches, so my husband is going to do it.

We’ve been to multiple places and none of them have changing tables in the men’s restroom.

This is absolutely absurd.

Don’t think I have it in me to wake up early, but really am excited about the Spain and Sweden match up, so I’ll likely be avoiding spoilers until I can watch it myself.