My life isn't real. It's one of those life lesson dreams. In my real life, I'm the stepmom, and I'm horrific, afraid of a 3yo for staring at me when I crash out.
I promise I've learned my lesson. I'll be a good stepmom. Please, enough of this. I'll give her back! I promise, when I wake up I'll detox the child of sugar and send her back to her real mother.
