Clearly the mother now
Ross and I are both home sick. He has a sore throat. I have a sore throat, fever, and a cough - not to mention the 6+ pound fetus doing aerobics in my belly.
But who’s the one that’s been the the store, paid bills, and is currently NOT napping because someone should be conscious while the exterminator is here dealing with our spider cricket “problem” (as the other is curled up in bed with the dogs watching TV)?
THAT WOULD BE ME.
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Isn’t it ironic that you have to marry a little kid to make a little kid? From my mother to my wife, all women feel your pain.
I’m typing this from a 100 level college class while Jenny’s at home doing grown up things by the way.
You might want to get a strep test if you haven’t already - it’s going around.
Please make a post if your spider cricket problem was a success. We have tried everything to get rid of them. and Remember the days of teaching?? Could you image how many times you would have been sick already??