Ah yes, Valentines day. The baby wakes up at 5AM. It’s raining, everyone’s inside throwing toys at each other and crying and having colossal meltdowns. Privileges getting revoked left and right. Someone yells from upstairs, “TJ has giant boogers!!!!” They come downstairs during my coffee time insisting I change the batteries in 3 of their battery-powered cars. Today is an exercise in “Love as a choice.” Also, if anyone wants extra lemons, you can come pick them up and I’ll throw in three sour little boys on the side. But if you squeeze them, Imma warn you: what comes out will not be juice… Tracee Williams I see you, boo.