Tonight, I let Josh stay up with us because he took a really long nap. He ate homemade Pho with us. We sat on the couch and watched Food Network together and it was so magical. He had big opinions on what would taste good and what wouldn’t. He’s super intuitive so he’d always guess who the judges were going to pick. We argued about how the dishes could have been improved. I love this stage and by “this stage,” I mean, his entire life.
An American humorist, writer and author. When boiling down the chicken soup of life, she finds those golden, fried nuggets of truth & writes them long after the kids go to bed.
