in the last 24 hours.

“I don’t know what it is about that Y chromosome that just has to be around wheels!”

“I met a boy last week, about three, who had the most beautiful dark eyes and blonde hair and the most finely sculpted face. His sister isn’t at all like that and I thought, ‘Genetics are cruel.’”

“Well it’s a good thing you didn’t have to come to work on the days after the hard, sleepless nights. THAT would be HARD.” (Yes of course being alone at home with little, demanding, emotionally needy people is SO much easier than going to work with grown-ups.)

“My pants are falling down and that’s a good thing.”

“You have two boys? Well, that’s… fine. It’s fine. I had three boys and a girl and the boys were much better behaved than the girl.”