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The reason I haven’t posted so much the last few days is that I was having trouble finding the pony, which is not a euphemism for something gross but it would totally be a good one, now that I think about it.
It’s worth noting that the youngest Son, Interrupted has been a cheerful Jiminy Cricket, albeit a Jiminy Cricket who won’t clean up the kitchen after he makes pancakes. The awful day yesterday looked like it was turning into, turned out to be better than it originally looked.
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Mom, Interrupted 