You know it's one of those days when your 3 year old tells you she is "playing with her special pretend garden!". You know it's one of those days when you say "that's nice, Babe!" and keep right on going. You especially know it's one of those days when it takes you a full 30 seconds to register that the special pretend garden is in fact, the cat's litter box.
Gross.
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