Brad, yelling from our bedroom into Roosevelt’s room (where I continue to swap out clothes he no longer fits into with summer stuff): “Hon, I think J peed in our bed!”

Annoyed. “Well, OK, I’m in the middle of this right now! I can only do one big thing at a time!”

Brad, without skipping a beat: “Oh, I know you can.”

Ha. Ha. Ha.

Would another ADULT like to come over and help me raise these children?

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