There's a reason why I don't have kids. Ok, so actually, there's a few reasons why I don't have kids.
I've learned that my space (both head and living) is not child compatible. They ask too many questions, do NOT understand the concept of keeping things neat and lastly do not know when to leave me the fuck alone.
Last night, my mom had to talk me out of giving my niece a children's Benadryl to knock her out. Hey, my house, my rules. I bet my mom regrets ever saying those words to me now.
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