You know you're starting to go a little bananas when you find yourself in your child's closet frantically pounding pegs into holes. Then you flip the thing over and pound some more pegs. Flip. Pound. Flip. Pound. Flip. Pound.
Do I like the noise? The whacking? The sense of accomplishment when the pegs go away? Have I turned into a giant toddler just by association?
Please God, please give my baby a toof!
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