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Everyday, the entire male population of the world utter these same word . . . "I’m sorry, I guess I was wrong, dear."
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Me: please give me 6 hours of sleep
Body: best I can do is 2 with constant interruptions
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It’s pronounced adulthood, the “you will talk about the weather every day for the rest of your life” is silent.
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My kid: Mommy, why am I sick again?
Me: *thinking back to him doing the worm on the floor at walmart* probably because you didn’t finish your broccoli last night.
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Me: I haven’t been able to finish a sentence or a thought in 7 years.
My oldest: Hey, I’m 7!
Me: Imagine that…
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Last night my husband rolled over in his sleep and I heard him mumble ‘she ate all the cheese.’ You guysss he dreams about me.
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My toddler woke up from his nap and burst into tears, when I asked what was wrong he sobbed ‘I JUST LOVE TO SLEEP SO MUCH’ and I’ve never related to anything more.
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‘I plead the fifth’ but it just me leaving every conversation I don’t want to be a part of
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One minute you’re young and carefree, and the next you’re the office translator for 80s movie references no one else gets.
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I took the first step towards cleaning out my closet today. I went in there and looked it over good.
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Anyone know how many calories you burn while arguing with your kids about cleaning their rooms?
Like, 10,000? I think it’s 10,000.











