LMAO
I just spent the last fifteen minutes laughing so hard my belly hurts. Seriously, tears were rolling down my face. (I’m sure Taco was sloshing around in a froth of amniotic terror at my violent hee-hawing). Josh had to come downstairs – from his video game even – to make sure I hadn’t fallen over and broken something, or been replaced with a guffawing fembot, or OD’d on the laughing gas again, or something. Well maybe it was any of those things, or maybe it was a combination of cocoa-induced hysteria and operating on not a lot of sleep, plus insanity-pregnant-hormones… but whatever. I haven’t had so much fun before bed since… well. Since before I got pregnant.
Now you! You must read this.