Ten.Eight Hundred & Ninety-Three
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Pioneer Woman drop biscuits. I remind myself to cut the recipe in half.
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How a kid could be upset about having As and Bs so that he can play sports is beyond me. But here we are. Maybe he’ll feel good about it one day. Maybe he’ll care. Maybe he won’t.
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How is it already the middle of December?
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They crowd around the gameboard and I wonder why they’ve scrunched themselves against the wall. But I’m also happy to see that they’re playing together because they want to. The benefit of them being so close in age.
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I cross off the list as quickly as I made it; only one real task and that is to find these gift sets.
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I have to dig so far down into the box that I’m afraid I’ll fall over and into it.
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I think of how I told him that I’m not so sure that this person really knows what they’re talking about, it’s just that they say it with such authority that it makes you wonder if you’re the one who doesn’t know. It’s almost funny.
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Baby cheeks.
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It was worth all the prep.
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I shouldn’t be doing their chores. It’s just that I want to wake up tomorrow to a clean home with freshly vacuumed floors, and drink my coffee in the corner of the couch slowly and quietly.