And even in the midst of difficult things

there will always be...



For this of you that don't want kids or don't care about babies, sorry. But that shit makes both my uterus and my lip quiver. I actually saw this preview in the theater a while ago but a friend just re-sent it to me and it reminded me that there is always something beautiful out there to celebrate. And sometimes that thing is a goat drinking from a baby's bathwater.

I will be a terrible parent

Because I cannot wait - literally CAN. NOT. WAIT

For that moment when my kids are at that annoying stage where they talk incessantly (whyohwhy do they talk so much?) And I will calmly turn to them and say,

"A sphincter says what?"