Little did I know that I should've been taking notes because one day I would be playing this same sport in the form of getting my kids dressed multiple times a day. It's like as soon as they see me take my eye off them to reach for the second sock or the final shoe they just take off as fast as they can in any direction for no reason. And then when I finally grab them I literally have to sit on them in weird positions with the one unfinished limb wriggling around until I've finished them off. I feel exhausted by the end just like those cowboys who roped their cows. But at the same time victorious.
Because I always win.
I always win.