Last week's episode of Modern Family went down as my favorite episode ever. Why? Well, I always tell Clay that he is Phil, and yeah that makes me pretty much Claire. He's goofy, fun loving, big hearted, and I'm type A won't-go-to-sleep-unless-my-bed-has-first-been-made (Clay didn't know how to make a bed before he met me, I swear. I go over to his house and make his.)

The fight between Phil and Claire could have been "Lydia and Clay, sometime in the future." That includes future Lydia throwing frozen broccoli.  Whoops. It's totally true though. I laughed so hard I cried.  (And then I really did cry later in the episode. And also during tonight's episode. Isn't that ridiculous? Who cries watching Modern Family?)