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Dinnertime is so awesome.
I mean, 5:00 hits and my son is so well behaved. The best he’s behaved all day, in fact.
My husband? He’s always around to help out with whatever I need, whether that’s preparing part of the meal or helping our angelic child build a block tower.
Then after a half hour to an hour of work in the kitchen, we all sit down together for a civilized meal.
Oh wait. No. It’s actually not like that at all.
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