Because eventually there is always a point of poetic justice, my day that began so winningly with choices as the ticket to parenting harmony, ended with me tucking my son in bed. While doing so, a crossroads was reached at which point I began to say, "You have a" and to which he immediately said, "No choices mama!".
Real tip for parenting, don't think you ever really know anything... and if you do, certainly keep it off the blog. It may jinx you!
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