Instead of repeatedly humming songs in your head, you repeatedly recite “Brown bear, brown bear, what do YOU see?”
Your weekend wardrobe consists of sweatpants, T-shirts, peanut butter and boogers.
After a million repetitions of the alphabet song, you start to wonder if LMNOP is one letter.
Christmas books in the middle of July = Why not!
You find yourself screaming at the top of your lungs at least three times a day, not that anybody notices.
You’ve memorized the nutritional information of Cheerios.
You know that the Terrible Twos have nothing on the Tempestuous Threes or the WTF Fours.
You replaced your old curse words with "Sugar!” and “Fudge!” and, when you’re really mad, “Oh snap!”
You keep a running list of birthdays, doctor appointments, grocery lists and playdates in your head, and have no idea which room currently contains your keys.