Tonight, in the 4.2 miles from Finn’s Day Care to home, Finn asked me about the following:
1. How did the Earth get made? (I went Big Bang on him)
2. How are babies made in your tummy? (I gave him a pretty G rated answer)
3. Can you tell me about ALL the machines you have at work? (I didn’t tell him about ALL of them)
4. What kind of machine makes noodles? (Finally, an easy one)
This was all way too much for my brain to handle after a long 12.5 hour shift.
I really wish I hadn’t thrown away that Vodka Punch from last night, or the brain cupcakes. I needed to put a little brain in my belly.
Does that make any sense?
I didn’t think so. Case in point.