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so my eight year old may or may not have accidentally hacked a family member’s i-tunes account and racked up several hundred dollars of charges for her pretend ponies

I may or may not watched a child (not mine this time) crawl out the car widow and dance on top of the car today

I may or may not have had to use a mini gingerbread die cut for baby Jesus because there wasn’t a baby one- no biggie, just the son of God as a cookie in my craft project

sometimes I wake up and just wonder how I got here- to this being an adult and making dinner and laundry and paying bills and trying to be a good mom and wife and psychologist

I’m not sure I can make any sense of any of it-

maybe I need some chocolate or some prayer or some adult beverage or maybe a combo of all three

or maybe gingerbread baby Jesus, and car dancing children, and expensive magical ponies aren’t suppose to make sense

hard to say….