The worst thing about someone coming to my house for a second time is that they now know I was lying when I said “my house doesn’t usually look this bad” the first time they stopped by.
Took my kids to the pediatrician yesterday and I told her we’ve barely left the house in 5 months and then she looked at me in all seriousness and asked how much screen time they were getting. I mean... c’mon, lady, read. the. room.
Sometimes I want to make my Kids fill those old blue ice trays just so they can experience the disappointment of popping the cubes out all over the floor.
My daughter has been hoarding empty toilet paper rolls in her bedroom.
I don’t know what kind of elaborate craft she’s planning, but I already know I want to throw it out.
Just discovered that my kid prefers chicken wing drums over flats and I have no idea where I went wrong wrong with my parenting but at least that means more flats for me.
Has anyone else had to buy Charmin because they were out of the cheap toilet paper and subsequently had to plunge their toilets 87 times because the kids still use the same amount of TP even though a single sheet of Charmin is roughly the weight and thickness of a sleeping bag?