becoming a parent means being the one to get the wasp out of the room and idk if i’m prepared to do that
Strategies I have used to try to avoid getting the wasp out of the room:
"Shouldn’t we let nature take its course? The wasp will eventually die."
"Mom will be home in three hours; perhaps the wasp-removal process can wait until then."
"Let’s open the window and see if the wasp will fly out."
"Perhaps there is a wasp removal service that will get the wasp out of the room for a small fee. Let me look on google."
"You’re four now. You’re a big kid. Maybe you want to attempt to get the wasp out of the room."
"Maybe we should just leave the house and go to the playground and hope that the wasp has magically disappeared by the time we return."
"Alternately, we could just sell this house and find a different, waspless one."
trying to sing both parts in a disney song like
A WHOLE NEW WORLdon’t you dare close your eyes
A HUNDRED THOUShold your breath it gets better
I’M LIKE A SHOOTING STAR, I’VE COME SO FAR, I CAN’T GO BACK TO WHEREa whole new wooorrlllEVERY TURN A SURPRIwith new horizonEVERY MOMENT GETS BETTER