Not to be overly dramatic or anything...
We had a spectacularly ordinary weekend around here - driving kids places, doing our monthly commissary run, watching Larry paint primer on yet another set of newly insulated walls. Excitement, apparently, has no place in our solidly suburban lifestyle, people. Now that our baby-raising days are over, we find ourselves smack in the middle of the carpool/music lessons/teen years, which are - shall we say - not replete with hilarious tales of vomited-on parents and barf-spewing kids.
Well, I guess that's probably a good thing, right?
But, you see, the problem is that no one does anything cute around here anymore. I swear, we used to spend hours watching our 2-year-olds cavort around the living room. Even mealtimes are less fun, because there's no one spitting out food to make everybody laugh. Is this how everyone without babies lives? What do you people do to amuse yourselves?
|I dunno - it sure looks festive...|
Go back to work full time (that is, if I can even find a job)? Run away from home and join an ashram? Start life over as a barista in Seattle? The variety of options is almost overwhelming.
Maybe I'll just buy myself a bicycle. That is, if I manage to survive this current bout of e coli...
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