There's no worse combination than a late night of drinking and early morning duty with young kids. (We've all seen that Bluey episode by now, right?)
I've already resigned to paying sitters to warm my couch while my kids sleep when we go out. On the worst mornings thereafter, when there's not enough coffee in the world to stop the room from spinning, I'd happily pay anyone double to get my kids up, dressed, and fed while I hide out in bed for just a couple extra hours.
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