I wonder how I could have gotten this whole parenting role model thing so wrong
And of their future children’s futures.
When my teenage children grow up, they’re never going to disagree with their spouse.
Their children will go to bed on time, eat whatever they’re served (because it won’t be overbaked or too salty), and the younger ones will never disturb the older ones.
Their children are going to buy whatever clothes they want, no matter the cost, no matter how many dresses or shirts they already have in their closets. And they’re never, ever — and I mean never, ever — going to have to rummage in the dirty hamper for a school uniform because the laundry schedule is running late.
They also won’t have to help around the house.
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