At the boys’ request, I dug through the upstairs hall closet for their Halloween costumes (which involved opening six boxes from Zulilly and hiding several Christmas presents) then continued to put away a week’s worth of laundry (i.e., run up and down flights of stairs carrying overloaded baskets) while they repeatedly asked me for help…

“Guys, why don’t you go talk to dad?”
Hutton: “No, daddy’s busy. He’s laying on the couch.”
How do I get on that payroll?

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