Sorry, this isn’t about the joys of parenthood. This is about the sheer mindless tedium of having to spend every waking hour dealing with a sub-human crotch nugget and then having to put a brave face on it and pretend you’re enjoying the experience.
Children? You can keep them. Preferably, keep them well away from me.
I’m sure your neice’s and nephews will treasure this framed print out forever
I’m sure they will.
Just because I make an effort to be nice for my own family doesn’t mean I have to like all children.