I came back inside and the baby was running around naked, soaking wet, and stopped to play in the dog food. Then my wife came racing out of the bedroom, "I'm running late for work!" I frantically threw a cookie at the dog, tossed the baby in front of "Cat in the Hat", tossed a PBJ sandwich and apple in my wife's lunch bag, and then we all raced out the door to drop her off at work on time.
I then walked in the door for the second time that morning to a quiet house. Messy, but quiet. The baby went to her corner to play with her toys, and I proceeded my morning routine.
My day is bi-polar.
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