I love a family who, on outings, looks like they're barely managing to keep their collective shit together. You can just imagine Anthony Keidis here nattering frantically at his girlfriend, you got the coffee? hold the coffee! don't spill the coffee! and the muffins? you got the bag of muffins? ... hey, where's the baby? you got the baby? WHO'S THAT CHICK WITH OUR BABY?
Because that's pretty much how it is around here when we leave the house.
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