Why I Enjoy Hearing Other Parents Yell at Their Kids

The entire week, my 3-year-old twins were basically like drunk teenagers on spring break — overtired, overstimulated, high on ice cream. They were running a lot, screaming a lot, singing and talking to themselves, and hugging enthusiastically and excessively. One of them also fell asleep at the dinner table a couple of times, a roll smeared with butter hanging out of his mouth. It was kind…

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