Sometimes I just want someone else to be the grown up. I want someone else to make dinner (I still miss my meal delivered by friends after giving birth and it’s been years). I want someone else to answer the questions that the kids lob at my from the backseat. Click on the picture to read the 13 questions that my kids ask that I’d REALLY like them to answer in my article for Her View From Home.
Do you ever wish someone else could be the adult?