Fictional characters responsible for my sexual awakening:
Aladdin
Rufio from Hook
Shawn from Boy Meets World
My younger self found bad boys hot. My older self finds a good credit score hot.
Fictional characters responsible for my sexual awakening:
Aladdin
Rufio from Hook
Shawn from Boy Meets World
My younger self found bad boys hot. My older self finds a good credit score hot.
6:00 AM — Ugh. Tired. Need sleep. That baby can make his own damn bottle.
9:00 AM — Morning nap for baby. Morning nap for me.
9:30 AM — Stupid baby.
4:00 PM — I’m so going to sleep early tonight. I can’t wait!
8:00 PM — I’ll watch one more show, then off to bed!
9:00 PM — Bed time!
9:13 PM — Well, then. Glad I saved up all the things I could think about so I could think about them now.
10:47 PM — So that’s how a bill becomes a law…
11:18 PM — I’m. So. Tired. Please. Brain. Turn. Off.
1:04 AM — Brain considers plea.
1:27 AM — Stupid baby cries for pacifier.
1:30 AM — Zzz…
6:00 AM — Ugh. Tired. Need sleep. That baby can make his own damn bottle.
Why can’t men have resting asshole face? I mean, if an expressionless woman is considered to have resting bitch face, surely men can have a comparable equivalent. I mean, that is if it doesn’t effect their precious widdle ego.
Why vaginal bleeding? Why not a monthly runny nose or hangnail? Why does blood have to signal the all-clear in my baby maker? Because I swear, if my husband had to bleed once a month for 40-some-odd years, he’d kill himself.
Things you say when you have a six-year-old boy:
Why is there toothpaste on the wall/toilet seat/floor/tub?
What do you mean you lost your shoe?
You have to change your shirt/underwear/socks.
Did you wipe your butt? BECAUSE IT SMELLS LIKE YOU FORGOT.
Wash your hands. (But I already diiiiiid.) DO IT AGAIN. WITH SOAP.
Take your hand out of your pants.
My children are selfish assholes.
But they’re MY selfish assholes.
Also, where in the manual does it say I’m supposed to be their entertainment? I don’t seem to have the same parenting manual they do.