Yesterday out social worker did an in home visit because we need to update our immigration approval. It all went off without a hitch. Except for the following conversation.
John, myself, Ava, and the social worker are sitting at the table.
Ava: I'm hungry.
John gets her a Lunchable. She INHALES it.
Sara: You must have been hungry
Ava: Well, you didn't feed me breakfast.
And I didn't. The one day I forget. The one day she doesn't ask a bazillion times for her next meal. The one day our social worker is there.
Luckily she didn't remove Ava from our house and we still get to bring Addy home. Even though I don't feed my kids. But we passed. Vampire teeth and all....
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