Driving yesterday with the kids in the backseat and something white and bulky was tossed by my ear.
I grabbed it. Looked at the suspiciously smiling and hand holding kids in the backseat. Hmm.
I heard a cracking sound and being on a one lane backroad I stopped. It was the CARSEAT. They pulled back the cover and were ripping chunks of the styrofoam that make the seat all….safe…and stuff.
Nothing is safe.
These wild, rebellious and strangely sweet and beautiful children of mine.
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