I’m trying not to be such a bad mom these days

I spent Saturday morning on L.A.’s Skid Row, and, let me tell you this: If you are ever feeling sorry for yourself, just drive up there and take a look at all the sad, hopeless people who have nothing.
I’m sorry if your Lexus was just totaled, or your dishwasher broke, or your kid was just thrown out of the soccer match for cussing at the ref.  Drive on up to Skid Row, and, if you don’t leave feeling like the luckiest person alive, I don’t even know what to say to yo