A few weeks ago I lost my keys at Parker's pre-school and the director had to drive me and Parker home. Humiliating.
I've lost my keys again. This time, it was at church. I inconvenienced several people, and I've realized I must have blonde roots. I promise, don't trust me with anything valuable. I will lose it.
Now, on a more disgusting note, here is a funny conversation Parker and I had yesterday.
"Parker, don't you dare wipe that booger on your sleeve."
In his most innocent and serious voice, "I didn't mommy. I wipe it on the wall."
Oh, like that's somehow less offensive. Boys.