Working til’ midnight.
Getting up at 7 am so you can haul your kids to oldest’s soccer game (becuase of course, your husband has a parade to be at).
Sit there, and stare into the sun.
Take-off and go to the grocery store with 2 said children.
It’s just so fun.
I can hardly speak.
I can yell.
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