Category: AITA
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By James “I Heard Water and I Must Enter” Chunkerson, Age 3, Defender of Bathroom Companionship Let me explain something.She walked into the bathroom.Alone. Bold choice. She said, “I’ll be right back, just taking a quick shower.”I said, “Interesting. So you’re attempting emotional abandonment now?”She closed the door. LOCKED IT.I stood outside with my blankie,…
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(James’ POV, age: three, drama level: Code Red) Look. I’m not trying to start beef with Mom. I’m not even trying to be rude. I’m just… setting boundaries. You know, toddler-style—with flair. We were having a good day. I was stacking trucks, yelling at clouds, living my best life. Then Mom tried to kiss me—on…
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By James. Age three. Big feelings. Big splashes. Okay. So. Today was Important. Grave Digger told me so. He said, “Hey James. Do you want to drive into Splash Volcano?” And I said “YES,” and then Pushed the Stool. It made a scratchy sound like dragons walking. Good. That meant it was time. I climbed.…
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🎤 AITA for Wanting to Hang Out with Jack and His Big Kid Friends But Also Dictate Every Game Like a Sugar-Fueled Cruise Director?By James, Age 3 (Playtime Enthusiast, Activity Dictator, Uninvited But Emotionally Essential) Hi. Hello. It’s me. James. I am small in stature but large in spirit, and today I would like to…
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Posted by u/ChaosCuddles (age 3, elbow activist, towel renegade) Okay so here’s the deal. Mom folds towels. Like, a LOT. There’s stacking, fluffing, and this whole ritual where she lines them up like they’re auditioning for a spa commercial. And me?I unfold them.All of them. With flair. With purpose. With the kind of dramatic toss…
