I told my kids I needed an hour to work and I needed them to play with each other. They went to the kitchen and started giggling and jumping with glee. For a moment I thought of going in to supervise and keep the mess to a minimum. I thought better of it. Both my kids have been in the kitchen since they were born. I let them have the space.
An hour late…
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