Some of the questions I ask myself, in no particular order:
*Why are there plastic hot dogs on my nightstand?
*Why is it a physical impossibility for 2 children to have an 1800sq.ft. house and still bump into each other every 3.2 seconds?
*Why do I have 37 unmatched socks?
*Why is it socially unacceptable to start drinking at 10am?
*Why is chocolate not a food group?
*Why must we play the "you say"game? (If you don't know what this is, it is a mind numbing game where you must repeat what small person tells you to say in the exact tone, inflection, and pronunciation (even if it is incorrect) until you are ready to tear your hair out. Fun times!)
*Why am I unable to sleep for more than 3 hours straight?
*Why do you drive on a parkway?
*Why am I still sitting here at the computer rather then getting boy out of the dog crate? (Girl locked him in.) Oh look! They traded places! Going, going....
I'm sure there are more, but if any wise soul has the answer to any of these mysteries, please leave it in my comments section. Or just leave me a comment and let me know that you were here!
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2 comments:
The hot dogs are on your nightstand because the french fries are in the bathtub.
*Is* it socially unacceptable to start drinking at 10am? Dude, nobody told me. ;-)
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