Children get you coming and going. Most jobs either wear you out physically, or they are difficult mentally. Two kids can cover both those bases. H is physically exhausting. He can get from the back yard to the front yard it mere seconds. In fact I think he teleports himself there since I never see him actually leaving the back yard, I just look up from weeding or watering and he's gone.
C wears me down with his constant questions that I either can't answer (why can't you see air?), or that I've answered a million times already (do bulls have udders?), or both (when will the sun die out?).
song: Both Sides Now • artist: Joni Mitchell
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