It’s unfortunate that someone changed my Wednesday meeting from 10A to 9A. It’s been a few months, but we still have some tougher days. I wish it could be easier, but your eating and sleeping doesn’t help.
And now you have to go potty after I put you into the bath tub. Mommy says you’re growing up too fast. If you could just learn to sleep earlier, eat faster and take care of your own potty, I’d be okay with you growing up slower. I mean you’re missing out on the My Gym Friday night parties…
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