Took us some time to get it off the wall, but no one’s dead, so all is good. I think we must be, like secretly I’m Izzy Jacobs or you’re Parker Perkins. Same here, all I’ve wanted is IHOP pancakes all week. How sad is it that I’m actually excited for pancakes?
The only thing that died were the photos of your aunt's ex. Or, it might hyphenated and we could have a crazy last name like Jacobs-Perkins or Perkins-Jacobs. It's not sad at all because I'm the exact same. I get excited over pancakes way too often.











