My miraculous powers of fish ownery
The fish is still alive. This surprises no one more than me. And now I'm afraid that I've become so attached to him that if anything ever happened to him I'd have a hard time recovering from it. Maybe it's because I can tell him all my problems and he doesn't try to fix it or beg for treats.
Heather talks about Valentine's Day on today's Momversation.
- I know zero about sports, but my entire heart is screaming, "Go Saints! Go Saints!" I am a stereotypical woman. TAKE OUT THE GARBAGE, JON!
- Marlo has a tooth! So says the blood that she drew when she grabbed my hand and tried to gnaw off my thumb!
- Leta won't eat her birthday cake. I guess we should have made it out of chicken nuggets and iced it with refried beans.
