Happy Friday, Friendlies!
I’ve got to warn you: This little bit of vloggy goodness just happened with the Magnificent Mama Monk Micha – and I’m pretty sure we’re funnier together than we would be apart. (I used to use that phrase solely for marriage alone, substituting “stronger” for “funnier,” but hereby bequeath this into the realm of friendship as well). So, do nothing but sit back and enjoy this woeful tale of a cussing toddler and the burden of not using the words “butt” and “fart” – for, who knows, our humor just might be the slice of spectacular you’re looking for today.
What about you? What woeful language disaster is your child or friend of small human stature into these days? And more importantly, what’s the best song you’ve ever made up? Sing it, please.
If you’re making it to be, mama. be for the first time today, welcome! Cheer Cara on by liking the Facebook page, or clicking “follow” to receive emails directly in your inbox. Grazi. Otherwise, have you checked out Micha’s page yet? Do it, do it, do it…