Snap!

Yeah, but you used puppy eyes on me and convinced me! Mommy:1, Son:1

You can STILL feel the heat of that burn!

You see, baking the cake isn't the fun part -- eating the cake is the fun part.

No, don't be concerned, because this is a great idea. Just make sure that you tell your family to invite horrible people that you hate.

I'd pay good money to watch a bunch of 9yo's whack each other with lightsabers

And on a SCHOOL NIGHT *le gasp*

School is fun!

School used to be fun..

I had lots of fun at school... Between classes.

The 4 Breakwell girls are all much too smart.

I did. Found many ways to torment my teachers....

Fair enough.

That's fair. 🤣🤣🤣

Somebody get some ice, STAT!

Reason #1753 why I'm glad I don't have kids

The problem with televangelists.

What's a sphincter T^T

I too have many questions...

Smart kid

I still use it and I'm in my 50s.

Using that now!

Bwahahahahah

Yes. (joke, I am in a choir)

My soul just died a bit

*eyeing this post with suspicion*

Like all our pets do. Every single time.

Plot twist: the dream continued for the following 3 nights.

Well, they have to describe each facial expression by acting it out meticulously, which takes time.

My oldest used to take extra bags of Starbucks coffee (roommate gets a free pound a week) and started selling them to his friends 🙄 After we discovered it, I noticed I was still missing 3#. He kept them at school - just in case

Chemical warfare is a reality.

I mean, they're not wrong!

Sage advice, that is.

Touching!

Awesome pun master in training. Kid may not be aware, though.

The Mother’s Day car my son made at school says “dear mummy, happy Mother’s Day. Can we have chocolate cake?”

Honest mistake!

Don’t be disrespecting Mr. Fluffy!!

It’s polite and happy. I’d have mixed feelings about this.

Well, it's better than that nurse that poured ketchup in me one time

Staples DOES smell amazing!

In dire circumstances, what else can you do?

I love it when my kids are singing, especially when they don't realise they're doing it ❤

I'm fairly certain mine was 8. I remember it was the same summer he independently assigned himself the Hunger Games books. At eight. The best part was talking to him afterwards, with him pointing out plot holes and comparing this storyline with that storyline, and then throwing a whole different book storyline in there that had a parallel storyline progression. Too bad school forcing him to read things that did not awaken his curiosity nor hold his attention ruined his love of reading that I'd spent nearly a decade fostering and feeding, and watching it grow … it broke my heart.

They grow out of it magically then u get mad at the opposite soon dw :)

All the stuffed toys, no underpants and a single sock.

Article title: “ Parents Are Sharing Their Unsugarcoated Reality Of Raising A 9-Year-Old In 73 Funny Tweets”. Hey BP editors, since when is a 9-year-old a toddler? XD