I hope there's room for three. I had to deposit a wailing, flailing ToddlerManatee at school today. She doesn't quite have the verbal capacity to tell me that I'm the worst parent ever and she hates me, but her scathing indictment was somehow crystal clear anyway.

(I'll be fine, she'll be fine, but it still doesn't feel very good in the moment, especially when I already had a headache before the screaming started.)