Thursday, December 8, 2016

Date Night

Date Night. 

You know, one of those moments when you feel like a real person...


...until you come home and the babysitter told you she had to call her mom because Roxy wouldn't stop crying and the next morning you discover Everett wet the bed.

...until you come home and the baby sitter is watching TV while Roxy is screaming in her crib upstairs and Breckie is awake in her bed with her lights on and it's 10 p.m.

Only six more years until Everett can babysit. 

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