This is my nomination for a new text message abbreviation: too much to ask. It’s what parents do to their children all the time. (Insert teenager rolling eyes here.)
I just asked Sam to drop an overdue library book in the drive-thru drop on his way to work today, or on the way home. I’ve asked him to do this sort of thing before — drop off the water bill, catch the mail, pick up a few groceries before coming home. He’s also made his own bank deposits on the way home. But he’s totally stressed out. I don’t get it.
TMTA. That’s perfect.
TMTA works both ways. Only, when the table is turned, it’s never too much.
Moms are miracle workers, don’t you know?