Yessssssssssssssss seconded. 

Yup.

I feel like I sometimes have the “that could be my son” feeling when I worry that I’m being a shitty parent, or that he’s being over indulged by grandparents, or doted on at school etc. Like, I WORRY that he could ever turn out to be that kind of little asshole, not that he’ll get righteously dragged if he is one.

First sentence is 100% accurate. At least for me.

I wish they would post this in the main piece. He’s lovely.

Jesse Pinkman style.

Yaassssssss ✊

Right? Wtf.

O M G 😂 dying

😂

Yesterday I was out front in my Rogue One jammies picking up dog poop and salting the drive way after putting my kids down, after having had them all week by myself, and knowing I’d have them this weekend by myself because Mr. lwiggy is out of town at a work retreat. Said husband texted “what are you wearing rn?,” and…

Mackenzie, take your kids and that money girl. It’s ok to be sad but then find yourself a Brazilian helicopter pilot/firefighter or whatever you fancy and move your family somewhere with some SUN.

Not my joke, but it’s been said it’s only a matter of time until he remembers fire.  

Yes, thank you!!! I put the odds of him not having committed some form of sexual harassment at...well, low.

“Don’t tell other people things they shouldn’t say! Listen to me when I tell you things you definitely should not say.”

Those comments are almost universally terrible.  

Right? Nothing inspires economic confidence like a man in THAT suit wearing THOSE transition lenses 😬

Crystal meth eyes 

“Except on his legs,” is a fucking SOLID burn lol. Look at that neglected thigh.