Nothing like a little “Living Dead Girl” by Rob Zombie as the soundtrack to unpacking suitcases full of onesies, diapers, and tiny jars of pureed spinach.
Nothing like a little “Living Dead Girl” by Rob Zombie as the soundtrack to unpacking suitcases full of onesies, diapers, and tiny jars of pureed spinach.
You’re unpacking? I haven’t started. Oh, wait, I took out the baby food. That counts, right?
I put all of the cards I got in the box that was going to ship out today. I hope they don’t mangle it or lose anything. It had all of the wedding books in it. *crossing fingers*
PS) Next time I am totally finding a nanny or someone. NEVER AGAIN.
I only unpacked because the nanny was here!