Getting the kids ready today, I heard Brad struggling upstairs with J, then, “I don’t have time to mess with this when mama’s gone,” followed by, “She hid in her tent with her stuffed animals and won’t come out!”

For the record, he handles them solo far better than I do, so I know it’ll be fine. I also know mornings (and, I’m sure, bedtime) will be very interesting…

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