7:30 pm last night. I pull into my garage after a very long and very tiring work week. Seeing my four year old peek her eager little head out the door, I assume for a fleeting moment that she's missed me and she's so happy I'm finally home.
Wrong.
DD: Mommy, can I have chocolate milk?
ME: (not even out of the car yet) What happened to your father? Isn't he here?
DD: He won't let me have chocolate milk.
I knew I'd find something on YouTube that expressed just how I feel. Took me all of three minutes. Ignore the holiday stuff. You get the point.
I Wasn’t Expecting a Coup
3 years ago
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That happened to me THIS morning.
(except with Doritos)
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