My kid just spent the last ten minutes being an ass to me because I forgot and lifted him into the tub instead of letting him get in on his own. I told him sometimes mommies forget things and if he wanted to get out and get back in by himself that would be fine. Nope, not good enough. So dad walks in to take over and kid is now crying. Fuck four year olds. I'll take a newborn who is driven by simple biological needs over the emotional trainwreck that is my four year old right now. Remind me why I look forward to the weekends? I'd rather be dealing with whining, sick patients right now!