The following conversation took place tonight after efforts by me to find a jump drive, copy a file, and take it to Tommy's computer (which I had to reboot because the cursor was mysteriously absent) to print because Scytheboy's printer was out of ink. Needless to say, I was irritated.

Me: "Why do I always have to fix everything?"

Scytheboy: "Because you're the adult."

Me: "Hmpph."

I thought to myself, "I got nothin'." I mean, when the kid is right, he's right. Dammit.

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