Before having children, I vowed never to become “that mom,” but sometime in the past 13 years I have molded into her.
I realized that I had become “that mom” Thursday afternoon, when I opted to buy my son boxer shorts rather than tackle the seemingly endless pile of laundry that a family of five acquires during the week.
After a brief (pun intended) stop at Walmart, I decided the best course of action regarding dinner was the good ole standby — Mickey D’s.