Goldfish In My Beer

Mommy happy hour usually included boring vanilla lattes and ice cappuccinos, important as it masqueraded as a child’s story time. I was so lucky to stumble upon it and, once I started going, I made sure to keep going.

This Wednesday, we dared each other to have a real happy hour. We relaxed and recounted our past weeks, kids playing at our feet and a cooling breeze coming in from the opened door.

And then I saw this and snorted beer through my nose.

Because of course. 

It pretty much doesn’t get better than this.


One thought on “Goldfish In My Beer

  1. Haha. Moments like that are so funny. Who’d have thought their lives had gone this way? To finding goldfish crackers in your beer, and probably not being all that surprised. 🙂

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