#18Posted: February 22, 2009
A sore throat so bad you cannot get any decent sound out. But you can scream your lungs out. For one whole week. The whole day long.
3 kids so notorious you want to kill yourself each time you stand in front of them. And you cannot understand how they can at the same time be the most lovable souls you ever met.
1am and the cry of a newborn in the next room reminds you that you should try and make this world a better place to live in. If not for you at least for him.