The Tyrant Sleeps

I have a job that reminds me why I decided not to have children until I am older. Taking care of a one-year-old at my age is insane; I do not know how some people do it. You cannot really fault the child for being a tyrant because she doesn’t know any better. All she knows that screaming usually gets her what she wants, whether that is food, or sleep, or Beyonce on the television.

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