Last night I cooking corn tortillas for dinner… Tyler asked me “are we having tacos” and I said yes, and he said, “you’re such a good feeder, mommie”…

I’m not sure if he thinks I’m a good cook or if he is just grateful that his sleep-deprived, absent-minded mommie remembered to actually plan something for dinner!

Also, last night he told me that I was going to die (what do they put on PBS these days?)… but that if I don’t die, I won’t… and that if I ever need anybody to save me, let him know…

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