I did not pretend to still be napping when Clint pushed the bedroom door open so that I could have a few more moments of peace.
I did not cry like a baby when I snapped my fingernail off in the quick and ran to find my husband. My husband did not avoid my crying self because he thought it was something insignificant, like I found a spider. What?
I did not thoroughly enjoy cuddling with Jackson while watching a short kid's movie. And Jackson certainly did not sit still while watching, that would have been perfect.
I did not get tickled by said movie and wonder "Do kids actually watch this?" Apparently so.
And lastly, I did not pour Jackson a sippy cup full of milk just to gulp half of it myself and pour him more.
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