It’s my birthday week. I get a week. TSM.

The older girls in your house teaching you valuable life lessons, like how to shrink a shack shirt so it fits. TSM.

It was little at first sight. TSM.

Not knowing what to wear to a party because it doesn’t have a theme. TSM.

Deciding how much you like a guy based on what your theoretical children would look like. TSM.

Showing people pictures of your little like she’s one of your children. TSM.

Monogramming the pocket on your new shack shirt. TSM.

“Have you met my little?” TSM.

Celebrating the weekend in the middle of the week. TSM.