I can't do a cartwheel.
I can't make guacamole without eating half of it before serving it. I just make twice as much.
I can't look at my kids and not be thankful everyday.
I can't remember details. I don't even remember the colors of cars that my friends drive, and I see them practically everyday.
I can't sleep without my body pillow. (no that's not code for my husband, sometimes a body pillow is just a body pillow. But yeah, I can't sleep without him very well either.
I can't keep a straight face for more than 10 minutes. Why do anything else when you can laugh. That's my motto.
I can't stand it when men drive around without shirts on. Seriously my biggest pet peeve!!!!
I can't make up my mind. About anything.
I can't fit into ANY "pre-children" clothes.
I can't care about that too much, I got 2 great kids out of the deal. The rest I'll keep working on. (but should probably put the guacamole down then, huh?)
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