It's just another day in paradise
A Lecture screamed to me tearfully by 5yo Quinn this afternoon after a fun filled, exhausting time at the park:
“Why do you make me do EVERYTHING around here. I mean, you make me shut the door on my side of the car when I get out. ”
” You make me close the gate so Mimi can’t get hit by a car. You make me pick up my toys and you make me put away Mia’s puzzles. It is not fair. I have to do EVERYTHING around here.”
Then he knocked back a shot of bourbon milk and passed out on the couch.
Can you hear the silence?