Those days
You know those days when you have to work and at the same time you have to help take care of your two toddlers for about 5 of the 8 work hours, then your wife goes to work and you have to get both kids down for naps and one of them has a cold and then after feeding them dinner you get them both in bed and manage to get out of the room with the 1 year old to laying down quietly and then the 2 year old starts woofing as if he has a megaphone which of course makes the 1 year old cry which makes you very angry and wonder why God doesn’t want you to sleep and then you comfort the 1 year old back to sleep, start leaving and then the 2 year old tells you a one-liner joke to which you nod and quietly say good night and then after you close the door and walk down the hall the 2 year old starts shouting the joke very loudly thinking apparently that you didn’t hear it the first time after which the 1 year old takes much longer to quiet down. Yeah, I hate those days.
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