At the encouragement of my (new, online) therapist, I told my boys what I wanted for Mother’s Day:
Them to pick up their s$%@
The car tire that’s in my bathroom. The snowboard that’s in the kitchen. The bathroom sink that’s been in my yard ever since my 17 year old dragged it here from who-knows-where.
You know, all the stuff I’ve been asking them to do f…
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