So I'm wondering:
When will I be able to arrive at work without a newly-acquired stain on my shirt? You know -- one that's strategically located?
When will I be able to travel from point A to point B without looking like a pack mule?
When will I stop finding rocks, barrettes, and stickers in my pockets, on my pants, or in my shoes?
When will the 7:00am time outs be a thing of the past?
When will I no longer be excited about a new episode of Dora?
When will I be able to use the loo without an audience?
The answer:
All too soon. And I'll miss it when it's gone.
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