Does anyone else worry that your kids will smell a slightly berried, very spicy, four-year-old vintage Syrah and say, “Why does this make me happy? It makes me think of the only times Mom was nice to me…”
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Does anyone else worry that your kids will smell a slightly berried, very spicy, four-year-old vintage Syrah and say, “Why does this make me happy? It makes me think of the only times Mom was nice to me…”
Yes. Only I think of it when she watches me open a can of coke…
Ouch! This post hits WAY too close to home for my comfort. My kids call it “Mommy Juice.”
You need hugs and a weekend off. And like everything she says, I’ll second ck, only I drink Pepsi.
this is too funny.