Robert: We hardly ever locked the house when the kids were running in different directions. The door was always open at the Lynn house and everybody in town knew it. Me: I know! It's a wonder we were never burgled.... Continue Reading →
That moment when you're staring into the fridge wondering what jerk ate all the Baby Bell cheese, only to remember it was actually you. *sigh*
My phone when Robert picks me up from work and ends up waiting in the car for 3 minutes.