My family, we’re champs.
(And by family I mean me, my husby, and the baby cat)
At the airport:
If your husband gets searched extra, champions know the best possible choice is to take pictures of it on your phone
Some people in our household have little bags of food because they prep like a champ
Yogurt, fruit, a Theo bar (gingerbread spice chocolate!) and copious amounts of splenda
While some people in our household opt for the breakfast of champions
Some of us *cough* ME *cough* take their Dramamine like a champ.
(or they start gagging and saying “I’m pretty sure if I knew what ass tasted like it’d taste like this”. Same thing.)
And some people write blog posts like a champ, because really, what else do you do when it’s 6 am and your husband eats Wendy’s nuggets and you’re gagging on orange chewable ass?
See y’all in Cali!
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