Wizzies

Marina and I had to attend a baby shower for my sister-in-law on Saturday. In true female fashion, we were texting about what we should wear and I took advantage of the situation and went off the rails a bit.

 

(ps - Marina finally went to see the greatest dentist in the world last week and came back with a story that has had us laughing ever since. Sharon, the world's greatest hygienist, was doing an intake. Ya know, asking what medications Marina is on, when was her last dental visit, blah, blah, blah. Then Sharon says, "You get your wizzies out?" She called wisdom teeth wizzies. And we are still laughing.)