Tuesday, I went to the zoo with two of my besties and their broods. Between the three of us, we have EIGHT littles running amuck. Yes, we’re crazy.
The day, as a whole was a huge mess. Lots of stress, tears, and hyperventilating on my part (but seeing as someone called me a husband-stealing whore, one might expect that……but that’s a post for another day).
The redeeming factor of the day (besides the sweet words and hugs of comfort from Sara and Rachel) was seeing this picture pop up in my Facebook feed later that night:
I have a love-hate relationship with the whole concept and idea of “close girlfriends” but I’ve been blessed in spite of my skepticism and track record, and I pray that Erin will grow to have sweet “besties,” too.