It’s my toddler’s 3rd bday, hurray, we are past the Terrible 2s, too bad that awful 3s and horrible 4s are approaching. Anyway…
This morning husband waited for me to wake up, I woke up at 8.30 am because I had a rough night with toddler who woke up a bunch of times unhappy.
So he waited for me to wake up (how thoughtful lol) to ask me for a ride to the train station.
I took him, half sleeping, more like he drove there and I drove the car back.
You have to know that I don’t particularly enjoy driving. For some reason or another I never really had to drive as I always lived in a big city with transportation and I had my mom who would give me a ride everywhere without me even asking her.
After he dropped himself off I went to do some errands…
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