Congratulations.

You’re the world’s okayest mom! I’d get you a mug except I swore off giving gifts years ago when one person from high school forgot to publicly wish me a “happy birthday” on Facebook and destroyed my love of holidays forever. But let’s face it, perfect moms are the absolute worst, what with their spotless car seats, healthy and organic snacks packed neatly in recyclable containers, and quick-draw first aid kits. Okay moms are where you want to live: sippy cup wine, the five-second rule, and loads and loads of naps.