A conversation with my daughter today.
Karissa: Mommy, who is the skinniest in the family?
Me: It doesn’t matter about who is skinny, only that we are all healthy.
Karissa: Well, I think Daddy is the skinniest. He is the biggest, therefore he has the most skin.
Me: Well, if you put it that way baby, you are right!! 🙂
Life is a blur sometimes and this illustrates it perfectly.
The kids proving to Dad that their mouths are big enough for sandwich rolls instead of wheat bread. And yes, we are still in jammies at lunch time. We were up way past midnight, don’t judge. 🙂