Wednesdays are kinda like Hell, only much worse.
I do them. Deal with toddler screaming about his daddy, go to swimming despite the fact I don’t want to and he’s screaming at me how he really would rather not attend with me, thank you very much, arrive home, shove food in face, get whatever work done I can before remembering I smell like
Bwhahahahahahahahahahaha ohhhhh she got you good!!!!
Haha, that little year 2 kid reminds me of my evil little self when I was young!
Pawned by 8yo!