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I've decided to ask Janeane Garofalo to play me in any future bio-pics.

Because this: is totally, exactly, 100% how my kids and I have been interacting

We had a good week of them cooperating, but then it got hot, and summer camps aren't happening for us this week, and we're just hanging out at home, taking trips to the swimming pool, eating popsicles and playing in the yard (and I'm working, and the husband has been on 900 business trips) but man, you ask 'em to clear a plate or pick up their toys, or refrain from yelling "JERK!" at each other and you get the dramatic sighs, and the slamming things down and the tears of woe and unfairness.

One more week of kids at home before they start up another week of summer camp... will we survive it? Will there be enough popsicles in the right color combos to prevent a "Jerk!" off?

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Yeah, I might rethink "jerk-off" but otherwise, hilarious and way too familiar. That video cracked me up, I had to share it. Here, it just won't stop raining so there isn't even any escaping them, or me, or each other. Good luck keeping sane, I think I'm barely hanging on myself.

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