My second biggest fear in life is getting hit by a bus, leaving my children without having taught them all the lessons they’ll need to function in life, because I can tell you that if they had to do it on their own starting today, they don’t stand a chance in hell.
I should mention that one of those children I’m referring to isn’t even a child, anymore. He’s almost 20. A grown-ass man.
He’s a good guy and all. Kind and sensitive. Super smart. Funnier than shit.
But lazy af.
