When Henry tells me I’m Perfect. . .

I’ve got the sneaky suspicion he might be stretching the truth.

The day after Ladies Night out. . .

This next one really makes me cringe. . . probably because this isn’t a result of the Ladies Night Out. I’m just terrible at keeping up with the laundry . . .

Luckily for me I bought some of Melissa’s fabulous cupcakes. Nothing makes the bad stuff disappear like a hot cup of tea and a delicious cupcake. . .

To bad the bad stuff comes right back once the cupcake is gone. . .