"What?!" running over to me.
"(Name of child insert here and) (insert vague, crazy thing this child may or may not do here) did this! What. The. FUCK!"
Jarod looked straight in the eye and since we were in front of our kids' room (they all share a room), turned his back on me and started cracking up so hard he couldn't breathe.
"What do I do? What do I say?" in absolute horror and confusion I probed my husband who was currently dying through laughter, "Go talk to (them)!"
"Hold on. I need to compose myself. Hahahhahah."
"Seriously, what the fuck? Is this normal?!?!"
"I don't know. Go google it."
Jarod walked into the kids' room, I grabbed the iPad and frantically typed in our situation in Google and in less than one minute, I jumped up and yelled to Jarod, "It's normal! It's normal!!"
The point to this little story: 1) Truly, honestly we have no idea what we're doing here and truly and honestly, how did anybody parent without Google??
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