Hey, everyone. Welcome to Why Mommy Drinks. This is Betsy Stover. Welcome. I am here in my house. I don't know why.

Let's start over. No, keep it. Keep rolling. Coming at you live from our house. Oh boy! Roll with the real energy of the moment.

I am with my husband, my co-host for life, Ari Vuketus. Hello. Hello. So I just, oh, that was the unmistakable sound of stepping on and crushing.

A, uh, Cheerio. Fucking Cheerio is, you're like, what, uh, it's like you know that there's just this powdery, uh, ring of nonsense on your floor the moment you hear that unmistakable sound.

Yeah, but then when we go to bed, then the robot vacuum is to play Pac-Man, and it's awesome.

Yeah, well, look around here. Uh, I would love to run that robot vacuum cleaner, but we can't because this packet of silverware from Panda Express is on the floor and that giant kazoo in that Clifford book and those pencils and this lid that goes to a

paperware. What about that inflatable T-Rex Halloween costume from Halloween? Oh, the one that's been in our dining room since Halloween. Yeah, I suppose that's their two. So I suppose there are a few things over there. Yeah.

Yeah, look at that. It can't even back out because there's so much debris and nonsense all around it. A couple pieces of paper would appear to be some kind of cardboard robots

culture, the one of our kids, right? There's, uh, some Cuba looking complexion cup toy, I guess that debris.

Oh, these are items. Debris of our lives. Debris of our lives. Debris of our lives. Hi, and welcome to debris of our lives.

The boringest soap opera ever. Oh, I was thinking the alternate working title for this podcast.

But also the voice I'm using does come out the boringest soap opera ever. I thought it was like days of our lives. Yeah, debris of our life. I like the boringest soap opera ever

where it's all just stable relationships. Mindy was thinking of cheating on wreck, but she got over it. They talked it out.

After all, she had to go get the kids from school and who has time or energy for an affair?

Ari and I shared three lovely children. They are all boys. We have a six-year-old, a nine-year-old, and an 11-year-old.

And no time for an affair. And no time for an affair. Oh, God bless. God bless these people who have other families. Right?

And how do you even afford the family you have? I don't understand. So I got a secret family in Albuquerque.

How the fuck? Who has the time? I got a family I have one knows about and I'm barely getting by. You're doing two Christmas.

You know what? Hats off to you dads out there that have a secret second family.

We say that easily. The unsung era is a parenting.

Yeah, you're right. Makin Christmas happened twice. Oh, let's be honest. Those dads are not making Christmas.

No, I suppose but, the focus and energy it takes to deceive two women at the same time.

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