Why do we do this to ourselves? Wasn’t Santa enough? When wasn’t Santa + the Elf enough? Now he has clothes and a pet? WTF is wrong with us?
How about a “congrats on your new baby, now everyone babysit so mom can nap” party instead?
I’m saving up all my fucks to give about fashion until I’m in that “Grandma” phase of life, at which point – lock up your men, boo.
Everyone could use a laugh after Halloween while they’re wrangling their kids off the ceiling all hopped up on Jolly Ranchers and mini Twix bars.
There are still amazing people in this world, and I, for one, needed the reminder. Apparently, I’m not alone.
Yes, my teenager hangs out at the park, and even may swing from the monkey bars. But he’s a good kid who is just trying to find a place to be with his friends.
You DESERVE that candy you’re totally going to steal from your kids. Y’all deserve nice things too.
The real problem with youth sports isn’t the kids. It’s the overly competitive, fun-sucking parents who live vicariously through every goal and touchdown.