Someone should have warned me, that when you have kids, they talk to you, like, ALL. THE. TIME.
*waits for a sign*
*dead bird falls from sky*
*waits for another, better sign*
My ex used to sing “Brown Eyed Girl” to me….
I have blue eyes. This should have been a sign.
My decision to have kids was based solely on the fact that I was so tired of seeing movies in their entirety & craved constant interruption.
Invention: When your heart stops beating, your smartphone and laptop instantaneously explode.
PATENT PENDING!!