I am skipping Thoughtful Thursday this week. I feel like my post yesterday and all the stress about (not) skin cancer was serious enough. Well, until my friends, Abby (first four) and Mike (last two), sent me thoughtful renditions of my giant face band aid:
But I can’t deny an 85-year-old woman and avid reader anything, so I got my husband to draw my iPad-wielding Nana’s request on my ACTUAL band aid:
I also skipped Thoughtful Thursday because I couldn’t wait any longer to share the text that I received Tuesday night as I was facilitating my Nobody Told Me moms group. I probably don’t have to say this, but it’s from my husband:
Attempted to clean bathroom – N tried to drown. While comforting N, the cat jumped in and tried to drown. While frantically trying not to die, the cat decided that pooping in the tub might save his life. While trying to drain tub to clean cat poop, E started screaming about not getting to take a bath. Then N slipped and fell on the tile all wet from her and the cat. So – the bathroom and the kids will need to be cleaned tomorrow. Thanks. #oldcollegetry
I cried from laughing so hard and was immediately sad that I didn’t read it during class. Because nobody told me cat poop could be a viable lifesaving device.
I should’ve drawn that PSA on my band aid.