Keeping my eyes on the prize that is the day they finally make their own dinner, do their own laundry, clean their own rooms, tie their shoes and wipe their own butts. Only 35 years, 2 months, 15 hours, 27 minutes and 2 seconds to go.
But, who’s counting? This gal right here, that’s who.
<sounds of “Moooomy! I need yoooou!” fill the house>