Every single day of my life, something strange or otherwise notable occurs that causes this reaction in me: "Really?" As a married woman with three small children, there are ample opportunities for such a situation to happen, and happen they do.
Take last week for example. I was taking a shower in my bathroom. Mind you as this said married woman with three children, this act was not only necessary, as I probably hadn't showered in days, but it was also the few minutes of that day that I got to myself. No cries to investigate, no poop to scrape off the wall, no everyday object to fetch out of a drawer for someone. Right as I was really feeling relaxed, I heard the bathroom door open. My 23-month old daughter Hailley opens the door, walks over to the shower, peels back the curtain and very calmly, slaps me in the leg with the slice of bologna she was eating.
Really?
I no longer wonder why animals eat their young.
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