I am TIRED of playing the Bad Cop!!
Why do *I* get to be the one who makes her brush her teeth at EIGHT O'CLOCK AT NIGHT?? You had ALL DAY WITH HER. You couldn't stop and help her brush her teeth??
Why do I have to be the one to give her a bath?? Nine out of ten times, it's me!
Why am *I* the one making her to use the potty when she has to go # 2, and I make her cry, while you get to be the hero and hand her a Pull-Up?? She's almost 4!!!
WHY has that outfit been sitting on the couch for two days? Do you think it will move by magic??
I am NOT filling out the family reunion forms that sat for OVER A WEEK on the coffee table. I moved them. If you find them, YOU fill them out. If you don't, I guess we're not going.
GAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
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5 comments:
You could just slap him.
David doesn't read this blog, huh? ;) Vent girl... get it out!
Go on Strike !....;)
No Kelly, he sure doesn't.
Big Sis, I actually did go on strike. The night I wrote that I was in a horrible mood and he picked up on it, BIG TIME. Next day, he vaccuumed and filled out the family reunion forms (roflmao).
You go girl.....strike ! strike ! strike. And Love ! Love ! Love !
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