I'm blogging from the Touch tonight because I'm at an indoor waterpark with the kids and my in-laws. We are waiting for a Looney Tunes character to stop by with milk and cookies and tuck the kids in. I know what you are thinking: "Really, Bethany, you've gotten so lazy that you are paying someone else to tuck your kids in?"
Yes, I really am that lazy.
It might seem as though that is enough to prove that I suck as a parent, but wait, there's more. Today Mallory reached a childhood milestone. She lost her first tooth. It became very loose this morning while she brushed her teeth, and by lunchtime, it was dangling and everyone convinced her to let me pull it out. She's a bit skittish so we hid in a corner of the hotel room, and I reached up and touched it. It was gross. I pulled my hand away and said to her, "Are you sure you don't want your dad to do this?" She didn't, and I was stuck, I mean privileged to yank her bloody tooth from her mouth.
There are certain things I just can't handle, like vomit. I always make Matthew clean up vomit. Everyone always says that once you are a mom that those kind of things don't bother you. They lied. In six years of parenting, I've maybe cleaned vomit once and I gagged violently the whole time.
So tell me, what grosses you out? Use details and descriptive language. See if you can trigger my gag reflex.
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