Sometimes, taking care of the boys sounds like an eternal interview in my head. Like a continual performance review.
"Well, it looks like you've rated high in the laundry portion here, but nurture's dropped a bit since last quarter."
I mean, people who want to adopt have to go through some pretty strenuous home visits. I've imagined what those visits must be like.
"So, how would you describe a typical day?"
"Uh.... we eat, I clean a bit, we play a bit...."
"Do they get regular healthy snacks?"
"Uh, are we counting the cheerios they scavenge off the ground?"
"And last night, they didn't get their baths, did they?"
"Uh..."
"I can tell cause their feet are stinkier today."
"Yeah, ran out of time last night."
"Kinda like you ran out of time to read to them before naps?"
"Well..."
This, ladies and gentlemen, is what is in my head all day.
I seriously need an off switch.
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