This. Forever. Please.

A few months ago while searching for something in a box of my children’s magical memories (school papers, pictures, artwork, journals, and such) I found a paper my oldest made in kindergarten. If you have school-age or older kids, then you know the paper. They all make one, and most moms dissolve into laughter and tears reading their little one’s innocent thoughts such as, “My mom is 8 feet tall and weighs 250 pounds. Her favorite thing to do is call my dad an a$$hole. Her favorite food is wine.” Although, I kind of remember the ones my younger kids made, I hadn’t seen this one in almost 20 years. One line grabbed…