Just remembered I'm an adult and had a small panic attack about this.
Is this adulting thing really worth it? Because I am wondering......
Being an Adult means you'll never have anything new as the rest of the family sucks up your resources. We've now become sponsors of our children, "M&D Racing."
Being and adult means coffee is your primary beverage because you'll never make it through the day after worrying about your kids all night without it.
Being an adult means you're the only one that sees the pee on the toilet seat or worse yet you're the only one who doesn't see it and sits in it.
Being an adult means telling your child to use their "inside voice" then catching yourself screaming at them.
Being an adult means you have to plan your Friday night because you have a lot of kid shit to do starting early Saturday morning.
Being an adult means accepting and trying to communicate with teenagers then realizing you are actually the adult.
Being an adult means a great Friday night excursion with the hubby involves Lowes.
Treating your kids involves candy, treating yourself involves wine.
Being an adult means loving the little things, like going to the bathroom by yourself.
Being an adult means you have to wear real pants and with those pants comes responsibility.
Being an Adult means realizing you now enjoy spanking and naps that you hated as a child.
Being an Adult means seeing going to bed early as an ACCOMPLISHMENT!
So really, this adulting thing is for the birds, once I complete my panic attack you'll find me in my fort with a pint of ice cream and a large glass of wine.
When did you realize you were an adult?