When the kids are fighting, you threaten to lock them in a room together and not let them out until someone's bleeding. You can't find your cordless phone, so you ask a friend to call you, and you run around the house madly, following the sound until you locate the phone downstairs in the laundry basket. You spend an entire week wearing sweats. Your idea of a good day is making it through without a child leaking bodily fluids on you.
Popsicles become a food staple.
Your favorite television show is a cartoon. Peanut butter and jelly is eaten at least in one meal a day. You're willing to kiss your child's boo-boo, regardless of where it is. Your baby's pacifier falls on the floor and you give it back to her, after you suck the dirt off of it because your too busy to wash it off. Text humor borrowed from The Smokers Club Newsletter .