in the train to the office.
Had the 'you have to marry me hurry up' talk after 3 days. It goes swell. He brought me to my ex in his car who called: hey I need coffee pads.
He cleans, he tells the kids to stop and listen since I can't do that, brings us to school, swimming lessons, stutter therapy, oh we have to go to my ex to bring the kids. Ex: I need the bike. What are you doing? You have to bring the bike here. Okay. Look I got presents from my ex: 2 garbage bags, he has to pay extra to get rid of them so I always throw them away at my place. Friday a wild friend comes over who the last time threw me on the floor, he's 8 years old but he has to come play. I can't handle him. Do you want me to help you? Awesome. I don't have to yell anymore. It's unfair. I have to scream my lungs out to make the kids listen and he just says: hey stop that and they listen. Guess if you whine and complain really loud and all the time that I cant handle it alone with 3 kids anymore God listens.
Why on earth do you have 4 bunnies? You were too late.