Darling

Every one here calls their children, darling. Come over here, darling. Have a good day at school, darling. Stop hitting your sister, darling. Darling, could you walk a little faster?

I mean seriously. If they only knew what I called my children. Well I don’t really call them anything actually. Its more like, get your ass over here right now! You hit your brother? TIMEOUT! Jesus Christ, could you walk any slower? WALK FASTER!

Then behind their backs I call them. Little shit. Asshole. Pain in the asses. But definitely not darling.

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