Some days are like that.

Some days are like that.

We’re out having cheap-o tacos for dinner, and ordered sopapillas for dessert.
One child said “Can you please pass the honey?**” and my five year old launches into “Honey, honey” from Mamma Mia.
** Okay, he didn’t really say ‘please’ but at least he didn’t say something like “pass the honey, Bitch!” Progress.
Who knew that when the dentist said “Open wide,” he was referring to my wallet?