Because I'm that kind of mom, I tasted the bitter licking-deterrent spray before I spritzed it on Oliver's leg and wart. And because it's a licking-deterrent spray, it tasted horrible. Like, super horrible. I can still find bits and little tastes here and there. This is problematic because I'm afraid to lick my lips, or even eat anything, just in case the bitter got on anything else. On the ridiculously positive side, Oliver is not licking the wart, and it's already less icky.
Mom just informed me that I did not win the PowerBall lottery tonight. This is problematic because I really had plans for all those winnings. Honestly, I had plans.
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