Just bask in the knowledge that you are not responsible for that child. (Other than in a generalized “it takes a village” kind of way.) Having raised a couple, I get a kick out of hearing the little toddler feet or hungry baby-wail above me, especially late at night and thinking “not my problem!” as I roll over and went go to sleep.
Just bask in the knowledge that you are not responsible for that child. (Other than in a generalized “it takes a village” kind of way.) Having raised a couple, I get a kick out of hearing the little toddler feet or hungry baby-wail above me, especially late at night and thinking “not my problem!” as I roll over and went go to sleep.