Don’t cry over spilled milk…
Just lick it!

My 4-year old found a card with a picture of Eeyore on it.
Shaye: “Look Mom! It’s a picture of Eeyore. Eeyore is a donkey.”
Me: “How do you know that Eeyore is a donkey?”
Shaye: “Eeyore is a boy but he has a girl’s bow on its tail.”
Me: (ᕑᗢूᓫ∗)

A very disturbed man sought his analyst and said, “I have developed a phobia that is ruining my work. Crowds make me violently sick.”
“What’s your business?” asked the doctor.
The patient said, “I’m a pick-pocket.”
Remember, when you fall…
I will be there to catch you.
With love,

What does a monster mom say to her kids at meal time?
“Don’t speak with someone in your mouth!”

Chaos,
panic,
& disorder…
My work here is done!