My car smells like dirty socks, that's what. Why, you ask? Because I just found four pairs of dirty socks under the back seat. I love my boys I love my boys I love my boys. Gotta keep reminding myself sometimes!
Gimme some love and tell me what you think! No really, I can take it. I'll just double-up on those anti-depressants first. I may not be able to reply back quickly (I am a mom after all), but I read each and every word you type!