How I keep from, or maybe contribute to, losing my mind

This was a fun little lunch outing at the Fullerton Train Station with the kids. They were so excited about french fries and watching trains that I actually got to enjoy a lovely conversation with an old friend.


Yes, that's shaving cream on my sliding glass door. It needed to be washed anyway, so I figured, what the heck.
The Boy was more excited about our washing-off station.
It doubled as a long-distance birthday card for our sweet Mimi. =)