Today as we were loading into the car, my hubby asked if I could grab Zach's shoes. No big deal I was headed downstairs to get mine anyway. Then he asks if I could grab his shoes...which was soon followed by our son's request for his chapstick. I, who already had Zach's drink and blanket in hand, decided that I am on strike. Each is now officially responsible for remembering their own things. Mom is done, at least for now. :)
3 comments:
Good for you! It is so much nicer when everyone will just bring their own things along--though it doesn't often happen that way.
Yeah, nobody realizes how hard is to carry a baby, it takes a big effort to do a lot of things, like you are breathing for two people!
I love you. That is all I can say!
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