About rugrats, minivans, The South, photography, farmer's markets, puberty, Army, snotty noses, blankies, movies, hugs, autism, make believe, homeschooling, sibling rivalry, car seats, weather, in-laws, scribbles, marriage, and somewhere in there, a stoned British reporter.
Wednesday, June 09, 2010
(And to show that I really am perpetually 12 years old.)
The name of my toothpaste makes me snicker every time I go to brush my teeth. EVERY. Time.