I never thought I’d be the parent cutting the crust of my kids’ sandwiches, let alone cutting them into heart shapes. But here we are. It’s 2019. We still don’t have a female president and I wake up three days a week, thrilled to assemble two very cute preschool lunchboxes. It’s true (both the president part and the being thrilled part). I hate putting away laundry, no matter how adorable…
