Protein Has Me Crashing Out

Plus, my daughter has entered labubu mania!

My friend texted me, “Tell me all about your protein journey.” I haven’t even replied to her text, because it sent me into a full body panic. I don’t have an answer yet.

I wish she had asked me, “Do you have a BAB?” AKA the big ass bag of the summer. Nor was she reaching out because she was interested in seeing my claw grip, which is a strange but very relatable TikTok trend. Truly, why as ladies do we carry so much? Instead she wanted to discuss grams of lean and mean protein. More on that soon.

@antonia.mksgirlies superpower 🦹🎀 #girls #fyp

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But first, I gave my kid the labubu! The way her eyes lit up at the sight of the box both delighted and terrified me.

Inside was a sealed bag

And inside that bag was her new bff “Hope” who now comes with us everywhere.

But was this an authentic labubu? I learned a lot from my daughter’s friends who had tips on how to tell if a labubu was real, or a common lafufu, AKA a fake. They informed me that it must say Pop Mart on the box and genuine lababu’s have 9 triangular teeth. I got texts from other moms asking where said real labubu was purchased. And every time I feel like a dang winner when I type out “Bill’s Liquor.”

My dad told me the story of trying to hunt down a couple of Cabbage Patch Kids when they were first released in the 80s. He waited in a line for hours in the cold and when Toys ‘R Us finally opened their doors, an old lady with a cane batted him away from the last boxes.

Parents jump through hoops and kids will never understand the things we do to bring them joy, but in this case my friends at Bills are the real heroes making it so I didn’t even have to break a sweat!

Now for the text. I’m acutely aware that I’m about to become insufferable. But first, a little backstory.