seriously, this comic gets me. The whole "one more thing" at bedtime! I swear, it’s like these little minds turn into philosophers as soon as the sun goes down. I can’t count the number of times my kid's questions have spiraled from “Why is the sky blue?” to “What is the meaning of life, the universe, and everything?” (and yes, I had to resist the urge to just say 42). It’s like a nightly existential crisis. And every time I get snuggled into bed thinking I’ve escaped, there it is, the dreaded whisper of another question. The worst part? I don't even know if atoms have colors! Seriously, thanks for the extra dose of midnight anxiety. But also, maybe I'm secretly into it because it beats scrolling Instagram for the thousandth time. You know what, maybe I need to embrace the chaos and grab a pillow… because this bedtime standoff is turning into a science fair of the soul.
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