Because it’s been forever since I’ve written and I haven’t really missed it. Sometimes. Not much.
Because I nearly peed myself reading it.
Because Peter’s been asking for a bunny forever (FOREVER) and I’m spending what little spare time I have between teacher gifts and field trips to research hutches and breeds and building up my arsenal of reasons why a bunny would be a terrible idea.
Because she says it better than I ever could.
Jen Hatmaker – Worst End of School Year Mom Ever
This is me being real. Willing to arm wrestle Jenn Hatmaker for the title. Bring it.