Once upon a time I thought that being a grown-up would mean doing anything I wanted; watching TV all night long, eating seconds of ice cream, that sort of thing. Of course, turns out that being the parent flavour of grown-up means most of the time, I literally can’t do anything I want, and anyway what I mostly want is to go to bed early.
I did, however, have two bowls of ice cream tonight.
Because I’m a grown-up.
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