The following is the reason I'll never have kids:
I was at work, and this little boy Bryce comes every week. I noticed he was walking really weird, like his feet hurt or something.
"Bryce, do you have blister on your foot?
"No..."
"Did Mommy put your shoes on for you this morning?"
"Yeahhhh, Mommy put them on the wrong feet."
I would never want to be so
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