This is the kind of thing I have to put up with:
Daughter brings me dinner. “Here mom, I have dinner for you.”
“Thanks, honey. It looks good.”
“I’m not so sure about the potatoes. I ate a bite and then threw-up but maybe you’ll have better luck.” Laughing, she walks away.
Really? My daughter serves me killer potatoes. And this is why I never encourage people to have children. Do you encourage people to have kids, or do you tell them stories of your daily life to scare them?