Bart was the only parent home all last week and even when I am home he gets the earliest risers up before he goes to work. This morning though, he isn’t feeling very well (thinks it might be another kidney stone -- but not quite as severe) and so I got them up. Every time I was chastised that I was doing it wrong. Dad puts the pills there. Dad doesn’t turn on the light. Dad only wakes up me and not the person next to me. Dad does it right, you do it wrong. Exactly the words I wanted to hear at 6:15.
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I'm with you on that one. Since my husband is the primary caretaker of the children, I get the same malarkey when I help out. It sucks huh? have a super day!
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