Our Family Mission: Have Fun And Get Paid To Do It

A few days ago, the thermometer read 9. That was an indicator to me that I should definitely not go outside. “If you take the baby out, every part of him has to be covered, including his face,” my MIL texted me. If you know my baby, you know he’s not exactly the “I’m cool with my face being covered, ever, for any possible reason, even a really good one” kind of guy. So I settled comfortably into the…