Parents drink because kids fight. They fight over stupid things like who has the cooler stick. I guess when your seven things like that really matter.
Parents drink because their kids can’t or won’t get dressed. My sock doesn’t fit right. I can’t find my Mario shirt. I can only find one shoe.
Parents drink because kids do stupid things. They sip water off the back bumper of the van. They pry the dogs eyelids open and touch his eyeball because it looked shiny. They stick their hand in your glass because they want a piece of ice.
Parents drink because kids talk…a lot, and make random noises. When you have a phone call one will either talk about poop or makes fart noises. They will spill random facts at even more random times.
Parents drink because one child fails to try on thier snow pants, water shoes. etc. and just says yeah, they fit. Then a month later when it snows, or we go crabbing, or to a wedding and either their arms grew 3” or they lied about trying on the dress shirt a couple weeks earlier.
Parents drink because that’s all they have time to do, they don’t have to share, and who am I kidding? I would pour myself a drink but I need to run one to t-ball and one to scouts.