And what were you doing this morning?

Because apparently just sucking on the mustard bottle for 10 minutes wasn’t enough, Noah screamed until I made him a hot dog. At 6 AM. Meanwhile, Jake insisted I get another bottle of mustard out of the fridge for him.

I just don’t understand my kids sometimes.

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