but yet i could not live a moment without her?
how is it that she drives me bananas but i wouldn't change a thing about her?(i found the note below on the fridge: "i love mom...she poops (poop's!) in my face. i love dad. hey does tommy dad (a family joke- joey is tommy the sloth and johnny is tommy dad the sloth). love grace). for the record, i don't really poop in her face. although now i'm tempted.
i ask you this, universe...
how did i get so lucky?
