So in a testament to my awesome maternal skillZ and my above-average maturity level, I just got into a fight with my 20-month-old son over some combination of water cups and popcorn that ended with me dousing him with not only HIS cup of water, but with MY cup of ice water. In the middle of my living room.
Now, if that's not top-notch parenting, I don't know what is. Maybe I should go lock him in a car or something... oh, wait.
Apparently he's not transitioning well to the whole daylight savings time thing. So that warrants me chucking a glass of water in his face? Stellar, Melis.
The best part is, I made him clean up the mess.
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