That was the first thing my son said to me this morning, after I finally got him up.
It was simultaneously pitiful and hillarious. I wanted to laugh, but I just felt too sorry for him. I mean really -doesn't it seem more like something the average adult would say when faced with a challenging week ahead? It's altogether unexpected when a child says it while getting dressed to go to kindergarten.
I told him that I hated Mondays, too... if that made him feel any better.
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