1.) I set my alarm to wake at 5 AM so I could have some quiet time, drink coffee, fold laundry and catch up on an episode of DVR'd garbage. Did that happen? No. Casey decided to wake up at 4:45. Mickey Mouse Clubhouse trumps Southern Charm.
2.) Just as we are about to walk out the door (in an already chaotic rush), Casey decides to fill her diaper with awesomeness. Cool. I change her on the couch, put her pants back on and off we go. Oh wait. My keys fell out of my jacket pocket onto the couch. I reach for them and see a rogue turd on the cushion. Yes. Poop. High five.
Working and parenting is fun. Never a dull moment. The calories start getting burned at 0-dark-100.
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