Parenting books never teach you how to talk sense into your kid about the really difficult stuff. Like just bc the pants have stripes and the shirt has stripes doesn’t mean they go.
Did my child attempt to cross the Sahara desert, and collapse, unable to make it? Or did they struggle to throw a wrapper in the kitchen trash? It’s impossible to tell.
Ariana Grande with a ponytail:
-fierce
-fashun
-thirty n flirty n thriving
me with a ponytail:
-young colonial boy
-eager to serve
-ready to die for his country if necessary
You know that thing where your daughter has been talking for so long that your eyeballs actually start to buzz & then you realize that she's only 3 years old & you're not really sure how you're ever going to make it until she becomes a teenager & stops talking to you altogether?
I hate when I’m halfway through typing a long word and I know I’ve strayed too far but I just keep typing random letters hoping auto-correct will save me and it’s just like, “comtkivsref? nah, bitch, you’re on your own”