With a sense of humor like this…

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“Mommy, can we please stop for banana milkshakes on the way home?!”

…who needs therapy? 

Husband: *watches suspiciously as I place Monkey in the cart* What in the world are you doing…

Me: *pats Monkey on the head* Coping with my new reality. I know this probably isn’t exactly socially acceptable, but is it wrong that it actually makes me feel better somehow…? 

Husband: *blinks slowly and walks away to look at something else, leaving me to enjoy the beginnings of my apparent mental decay.*