Do you ever have days/weeks/whatever, where you just feel gross? Luckily, when I took these pics last week, I did not feel that way. This week, however, is a different story.
Obviously, I love him to death, but he is pushing my buttons like nobody's bidness right now. It enrages me. I would LOVE to know how anyone else deals with this without a) drinking themselves into oblivion, b) ending up with the neighbor's calling Child Protective Services, or c) drinking themselves into oblivion. I am not even kidding - I need all the help I can get, so if you have an "Imma do my thang" kind of kid, let's hear it.
Shoes: J Simp Dany's