One minute I’m shuttling Punch to and from soccer practice at the park (with masks) and giving in when she asks me to make Minute tapioca pudding, her favorite, and the next minute, she’s playing songs with disgusting lyrics on the Google kitchen speaker--again and again--to provoke me. Sometimes, like tonight, it’s simply too much, and I lose it. I could not dare go into the lyrics here. That’s how bad they are.
Good night. #TipperGorewouldbeupinarms
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Ahh, button pushers! So sorry.
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