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“Are you sure you don’t mind watching the kids?” I asked a bleary eyed Hubs last night after dinner.
“You have to go write,” he answered dully. “This is the only night this week we can do this. Go.” He waved his hand weakly in the air. “Go.”
I ran upstairs, brushed my hair and put on some lip-gloss. When I came back down to the kitchen, Bruiser was rooting through our food pantry… the food pantry that was supposed to be off-limits to one-year-olds, particular

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