A small Gripe about Motherhood

Green Army Men.
They are everywhere. Ev.er.y.where. in this house. 
It’s like they lie in wait to ambush me and then jump under my feet when I’m walking around only wearing socks. And then I want to cuss because those little guns sticking up hurt! But all I can think about is that scene from Toy Story when the green army guy gets stepped on and he’s injured and I kinda feel bad for the little guy I stepped on…
What is up with that?!

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