Got home after a networking event and my son had already gone to bed. He must have heard me come in and started crying. I tried to let it go for a few minutes but after realizing he wasn’t going down I went in and he let out a huge sigh of relief.
God forbid parents encourage their kids to run, but there’s no repercussions for 600 pound parents loading their kids with junk food. Who really should be visited by CPS?
Putting Hallie to bed these days is an endless “will you rub my back for 2 more minutes?” In the cutest voice ever. But who’s going to rub my back to sleep every night?! 🤣