Bloody bratty children (and some cute) have taken over my house.
Tween Brat 1: Were you here the last time I was here?
Moi: Um, I live here.
God, I need to move out. Soon. (Also need a new pair of knees. Cannot crawl on the floor chasing cars with little boys like I used to. My joins are sore all over.)
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