I’ve left Mr Lannis in charge as Head Male, and I’ve debated tattooing “as long as they’re fed it doesn’t matter if they/the house/the pets are a shambles” in a readily visible area of my body.
And then, Wednesday night, as I
But there is one member of the family who doesn’t have that luxury, and he’s sitting in the middle of the living room floor...
Place your bets, folks: Will they notice?
Occasional poster at The Mrs, I'm Lannis - or Leslie, depending on which circles you're swimming. A while ago I decided that I don't care anymore, hence my general standards for life are lower than The Mrs' (but she still loves me.) [Editor: I do]
I live in a small town with my favourite people: my husband, Mr Lannis, and our two boys, along with two cats and one hamster.
If you follow me on Twitter, you might witness my issues with linear thought, road rage, spending more money on food than books, and potty mouth. Be warned.
This time last year: Can We Really Save Money By Switching To Cloth Diapers?