Tonight’s break from the Highlight Reel brought to you by this piece of lettuce stuck in my tooth. 🌿🤪 Speaking of, I was supposed to eat dinner at 5. It’s currently 8:30 and I’m finally sitting down to eat. I was talking to someone yesterday and she said I seem like I have it all put together. ✋🏼🤣 And while I’m flattered, I totally don’t. On any given day (except that this is all true for, in fact, today): I rewashed the clothes in the washer 4 times and redid the clothes in the dryer 3 times because I’m too lazy to fold and put them away, still haven’t showered since my workout this morning, bought paper plates and plastic utensils so I could have a break from dishes, and throw on one of Kev’s comfy old t-shirts to chill in for the night. ✌🏼 I’m just a hot mess of a mom who just had to call her husband to tell her three-year-old that it was time to go to bed. Like, kid, I’m your MOM. You lived inside me for 9 months, my body made food to nourish you for almost 2 freaking years - but no, please make me call your Dad so he can tell you it’s time for bed. 🙄🤦🏼♀️ Anyway, my point is, most of the time I’m a total disaster. And that’s okay! We’re all navigating this crazy wonderful life together. 👭👭👭♥️ Now I’m going to go get this lettuce out of my teeth. Or am I?