It happens again and again. You look around and think, “Have I completely lost it? The little people are making me crazy FOR REAL and this right here just might be the end.”
Gotta say that I love Glennon. Just when I’m ready to believe that only my house holds this level of crazy, that everyone else has got some kind of Leave-it-to-Beaver setup, she’ll drop something like this.
Read it. You’ll feel better.
Riddle from the Middle 