A sniffle snuck up on me yesterday. The tree came down, giving us a whole new living room. I popped the noon year balloons, causing a parade of tears near bedtime. It was brutal. I really struggle with not being able to properly clean when the kids are around, having to sneak out toys when it’s time for them to be passed on. I like to tidy on weekends (…
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