My Tinder profile says that I'm a single mom. Something I didn't mention? I'm still breastfeeding.
Like the time he super glued a shelf to the wall, instead of using screws and nails.
During a recent trip to Disneyland with my ex and our children, I found myself asking "what if" a lot.
I wish he would at least ask, "How did it go last night?"
The next time he whines, I’m going to suggest that he take care of the kids by himself for a bit.
When it comes to the big issues, we are pretty well lined up. But damn do we know how to bicker about little things.