Behold: What my mom had in mind when, many, many years ago, she rolled her eyes at me pounding my fists on the floor at Sears because my three-year-old ass did NOT WANT TO PUT ON MY COAT YOU CAN’T MAKE ME, WAAAHHH!!!, and ominously declared:
“I cannot wait for you to have a child of your own someday.”
This one’s for you, Mom. Soak it in. Victory is yours.
[Ed. note — Don’t you just love how I’m all, “Oh, you’re having a meltdown, sweetie? Here, LET ME GRAB THE CAMERA!”]