It's almost 3pm and, although I have had zero contact with daycare, I sit here with an uneasy stomach awaiting the day's report. I have been reduced to a shaking Chihuahua by a being that has not yet been on this planet for 4 years.
I would talk about yesterday's behavior, but given he figured out Pig Latin and was forced to immediately prove me wrong last time, I am going to keep my hopes and dreams to myself.
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