I took Chloe to IKEA today with my Dad and Chelsey.
It was about what I expected. Slightly worse. I told Chloe she is going to make herself an only child.
After we got our Swedish meatballs with lingonberry sauce at the cafe and after Chloe used the metal line dividers for her high bar routine, we sat down and I advised Chelsey:
"Don't have any children."
"I'm not even getting married.
I got kissed once and I did NOT like it.
I got kissed once and I did NOT enjoy it."
And then I advised her that yes, marriage would probably not be in her best interest either.
And then we ate our meatballs.
And Chloe stole Chelsey's macaroni and cheese.
And it didn't go over too well.
The end.
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