We’ve both been seeing lots of posts about breakfast in bed for moms and “I labored for 34958735 hours with my kids.” Yes, it’s Labor Day everyone. Honoring the Merkan worker. And while I totally condone the “you better listen to me because I carried your children for nine whole months” line of negotiations, attributing today’s holiday to childbirth seems… funny?
Honestly, I’ll take the day off for any reason, at any time. Just to be clear, I don’t think that word means what you think it means. Parents take over every conversation as it is. National holidays now, too?
But, for the record, I’ll be treating Christmas like Father’s Day this year. Because democracy.
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