Kids are disgusting

I mean, let’s be real.
They are a giant ball of tantrums..

And tears.

And overall sass








These unavoidable facets of life are even more evident within the incredibly glamorous job of cleaning tables at a restaurant. On kid's night.

Let me explain.

This means that every single family of seven children under the age of ten in the surrounding 500 mile radius and their dog decide to come on over for a 99 cent meal. And it's like a giant party.  Where they dump half of their meal on the ground, pick it up, and then continue to eat it, because they are disgusting. 

In other news, my sister had a baby, and her kids are the cutest in every way, and cannot possibly do anything that is short of angelic.