Wednesday, November 18, 2009

we now return to our regularly scheduled self-deprecation

You know those women who get all weird about wanting to share clothes with their teenage daughters?

I don't know if this is better or worse * & **



*sharing clothes with my preteen son? probably worse

** why does it look like I'm heading to a Kid Rock concert? Oh, right, something about the tattoos, uncombed hair and basketball jersey that gives the illusion of racktacular-ness.

Labels: adventures in shitty parenting