I don’t remember the part of our vows where I was the one nominated to be in charge of keeping everyone alive.
Why are we all in the shower with you, mom? I was just asking myself that same question, Wyatt. Who decided I am allowed to be left alone for a week with three children? Someone drunk, apparently. Last night it stormed. Super loudly. It was the Donald Trump of storms. I was all, seriously, storm, [...]