We arrived home at midnight on Monday and hit the ground running. Forty-eight hours of non-stop baseball, soccer, homework, and atrium.
Completely spent, last night I sank into the bed next to John to enjoy a few minutes of milk, Merlot, and Frog and Toad Are Friends.
"Are we going to Gwamma's house," he asked. "Because I love her."
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