While we should strive to better people, striving toward perfection is a hopeless waste of time. Take a moment and share your domestic secrets. I’ll start with just one of my many parenting transgressions
On particularly dreary days I sometimes fib about the time when the kids ask* if it’s time to be awake. Somehow my morning coffee tastes better with stolen peace and quiet.
*By ask I mean screech from their bedrooms.