Where The @@## Is Mommy’s Cellphone?!?

 

Please; I live each day like I am fighting a war.  A war against work; a war against children; a war against the ever growing pile of laundry that literally stands on its own.  By 10PM,  I seriously wonder if I accomplished anything close to success.

This made me crack up; we’ve all been there.  I sometimes get into the shower with my glasses still on my head.  And mommies; that is ok.  We are in this war together.  I am here for you.

 

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