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  • Tuesday, February 13, 2018 11:23 AM
    I lie awake sometimes in the wee hours of the morning and I think. Better put, I brood, but not about a single topic. My brain goes from here to there, whizzing, whirring, round about from subject to subject and then, back again. At a time when my gray matter should be resting, it operates at a rapid pace because apparently at 4 a.m., instead of sleeping and dreaming about happy things, my brain thinks I should be doing something much more productive: worrying.
    That’s right, I worry in the middle of the night when I should be sleeping. I think of things, many things, to fret over and about.
    Most of these aren’t big or important concerns. In the overall scheme, they are
  • Tuesday, February 6, 2018 10:47 AM
    My husband and I aren’t big gamblers. I suppose it stems from the fact that we’ve never really had a large pile of cash we were itching to lose. Plus, neither one of us was born with the lucky gene. So if you ever see us at a casino, rest assured, we’re there for the buffet.
    Still, every so often we buy a lottery ticket, just one for the both of us. We wouldn’t want to be too unrestrained. We usually purchase our lottery ticket when the jackpot is sky high and the winning prize is somewhere in the mega millions.
    What typically happens the morning after we buy the lottery ticket is I go online to check our numbers and then, I tell my husband the bad news. We
  • Tuesday, January 30, 2018 11:30 AM
    Life is hard. I’ve told my children this dozens of times. I’m not trying to be a Debbie Downer, but I do think I owe them honesty. And honestly, life is hard.

    I think it’s supposed to be.

    What we get caught up in, is thinking that life is hard for only us. We see smiling faces on Facebook. People are taking exotic vacations, going to posh parties, eating at fancy restaurants, and attending concerts and sporting events far beyond what our budget would allow.

    Not everyone makes the team. Not every interview ends in employment. Love doesn’t always work out in the end. The scale never lies and that can suck. Sometimes there are
  • Tuesday, January 23, 2018 9:34 AM
    Wasted time, we do it all the time. We fritter away a moment, hour, entire day.
    Time is a valuable and limited commodity. Each of us has a limited amount to spend as we choose. And once time is gone, it’s gone. There’s no going back to five minutes ago to redo or re-experience. Time is rigid that way. Unless you are Marty McFly and in possession of a souped-up DeLorean.
    There’s only right now. In writing and reading that sentence, a moment was spent and we’ve since moved on to the next, and the next and so on.
    It might seem depressing or not.
    Realizing each moment is all we’ve got isn’t the depressing part, it
  • Tuesday, January 16, 2018 8:54 AM
    Football is a big deal at my house. I live with a bunch of guys who love the game. My daughter married a guy who loves the game. It only makes sense I’d be pulled into the gridiron mix.
    As such, I’ve contemplated certain intricacies about the game. Not the rules, playing strategies or scoring methods, but the really important stuff. Like why is it called football? The ball doesn’t look anything like a foot. Maybe a large, rounded, pointy toe, if your creativity allows you, but certainly not a whole foot.
    The technical name for a football’s shape is a
  • Tuesday, January 9, 2018 12:19 PM
    I grew up in the era of classic, they-don’t-make-them-like-that-anymore TV shows. Of course, this is my opinion. But who can argue with the iconic status of “The Brady Bunch,” “Little House on the Prairie,” “The Carol Burnett Show,” “The Love Boat” and “Fantasy Island?” The last two are so much different than shows with those titles might be today!
    It was a television era of “Happy Days,” literally.
    I could go on, like a series in reruns, which many of us watched as well. There was Gilligan and his ever-stranded gang. I believe “The Beaver,” who predates
  • Tuesday, January 2, 2018 12:40 PM
    When my boys play together, it always ends the same way. It doesn’t matter what they are doing; the result adds up to intertwined bodies, leg locks and takedowns. In a word: wrestling.
    Wrestling in and of itself is not a bad thing. As a sport it can be athleticism at its best. Wrestling for the fun of it is harmless and fun. 
    My boys know little of the intricacies of the sport of wrestling; it also can be said that they do not know how to wrestle for the fun of it. This concept is beyond them. Wrestling that starts out as fun culminates in illegal moves, injured bodies and broken furniture. The term fun competition is an oxymoron at my house. Competition means
  • Tuesday, December 26, 2017 11:17 AM
    It’s the gift-giving season and who doesn’t enjoy giving a good gift? I do. Problem is, I get sucked in.
    I start around the end of November, with a cool head and practical intentions. I will get people only the things they really need, nothing more. I am sure of my doggedness; my willpower is strong, my budget set.
    But buying gifts is sort of like rolling a snowball downhill. Once you get the momentum going, it’s hard to stop. This is compounded by the temptations that lie lurking online, on television ads and in the stores.
    Already this year, I’ve been
  • Tuesday, December 19, 2017 11:56 AM
    High school sporting events are often inspirational. The athletes on the field, court, track or ice give it their all and are beyond fun to watch. For many of them, this is the pinnacle of their sports careers and they deserve our attention and respect. Seldom, however, does the crowd take the spotlight.
    This is exactly what happened at a local game in my small town, but I believe it could happen anywhere, at any time. I’m just glad I got to be a part of it.
    As is the custom, the national anthem is the traditional start to many high school activities. It puts a serious and thoughtful beginning to whatever game the players came to play and the crowd came to watch. As the anthem has made headlines recently, it makes most of us more cognizant of its meaning and how
  • Tuesday, December 12, 2017 11:58 AM
    There is too much guilt in the world. Still, I have a propensity to make myself more of it. Lately, I’ve been feeling guilty about holidays. Days that are supposed to be celebrations filled with joy and fun fill me with dread and anxiety. I bet I’m not alone.
    Holidays often catch me off guard. I’m busy living my simple and “ho-ho-hum” life when bang! It’s a national holiday, the children are off school and I was supposed to bake a cake.
    At this time of year, my angst is exponentiated or, at the very least, multiplied. I can’t bring myself to get hyped for the holidays. My family has gone so far as to declare me
  • Tuesday, December 5, 2017 11:36 AM
    Sometimes (oftentimes) numbers don’t make sense, to me at least. Oh sure, two plus two equals four and numbers are unchangeable so they should follow logical standards, but they don’t. Therein lies the mystery.
    Let’s start with gas, of the gallon variety. Why is gas priced at a certain amount plus nine-tenths of a cent? Nothing else is priced this way, not other things we buy by the gallon, like milk, water or whiskey.
    More decimal dilemmas: radio station numbers go one digit beyond the decimal point, but their radio jingle will round up or down to get to a whole number so 94.9 becomes 95 and 92.3 becomes 92. While I recognize the importance of a catchy jingle, it
  • Tuesday, November 28, 2017 8:14 AM
    Family: flawed, fabulous, adoring, amusing, messy, magnificent, important, irreverent, loyal, loud and yay, it’s year-round.
    Just about everyone has one, but chances are yours isn’t like mine and vice versa.
    So what makes a family? Everything, anything, the sum of many things. Each family is unique and even, dare I say, weird in some, dare I say, many ways. Although you probably don’t realize the weirdness of your own because it’s just the way your family does things like peanut butter on pancakes or ketchup on potato chips.
    As for my family we are
  • Tuesday, November 21, 2017 10:07 AM
    Gratitude is among us, ’tis the season for giving thanks, let’s talk turkey.
    At about this time, my family sits down to a big meal, and we go around the table and tell one another what we are thankful for. Usually things like family, togetherness and green bean casserole top the list.
    These are all groovy items to bestow with our gratitude. But if I am being honest, they lack a bit in the creativity department. Being thankful for family? Of course you are. Not much thought or contemplation went into that choice. Family is just about everyone’s gratitude go-to.
    This year, I’m
  • Tuesday, November 14, 2017 11:55 AM
    Our family calendar is an information multitasker. Each year, I purchase one with large monthly pages and ample, oversized daily squares so I have plenty of room to write the myriad of time-sensitive tidbits that decorate the pages and give meaning to our days, weeks, months and the year as a whole.
    I know this is a little old-fashioned. I have calendars on my phone and computer, but I still like to have the hard-copy paper version that I can hang on a hook in the kitchen.
    I keep track of everything on our calendar: paydays are circled in red; payments due are listed on the top right corner of each month; jobs completed and waiting for payment are written at the upper left corner; sports schedules are
  • Tuesday, November 7, 2017 9:31 AM
    There’s something luxurious about an overnight hotel stay and hotels work hard to make us feel that way. The term hotel bedding has become synonymous with generous thread count and high-end, crisply pressed white cotton sheets.
    I’ve stayed at a handful of hotels over the last few months and could, quite honestly, get used to lavishing myself with the convenience and splendor of new sample-size bottles of shampoo and conditioner each morning. That and having a housekeeper make my bed each day. What better way to be pampered than having someone make your bed? You can’t get any more posh.
    I appreciate the
  • Tuesday, October 31, 2017 9:16 AM
    There are 7.5 billion people in the world. That’s 75 followed by eight zeros. A billion is hard for the average mind to fathom. One billion is equivalent to a thousand millions. In other words, a really big number.
    There are 7.5 billion of us living, eating and breathing here on planet Earth. And although each of us is unique, we have one thing in common. Each of us, without exception, began our journey in the same way: as newborn babies, naked and afraid. Think about that. Let it sink in. Look around and embrace the concept.
    We include
  • Tuesday, October 24, 2017 12:22 PM
    The little pump dispenser sat on the sink in my bathroom for more than a month before I noticed the label. I hadn’t read it at the store, just pulled the liquid hand soap off the shelf and threw it into my cart without paying much attention. Hand soap is hand soap, right?
    It turns out I hit the jackpot with my random choice of product. Like I said, I didn’t notice right away. But when I did, the words on the label became impossible to ignore “Miracle Marula Oil.”
    Wow! I was in possession of Marula oil, of the miraculous kind. How could a person get so lucky? I did a little happy skip right there in the bathroom. But then, my brain went to a place that 
  • Tuesday, October 17, 2017 10:27 AM
    There isn’t much that makes my husband nervous. Heck, he’s raised four teenagers, which included teaching three of them (so far) to drive. Anyone who can do that can do anything or practically anything.
    I’m confident in him. He isn’t, not always, not last weekend, not when it comes to new chores involving a new boat.
    Summer’s waning and in my part of town, that means one thing: time to take the boat out of the water.
    We’ve been lucky boat owners for more than a decade. Except this year, things were a bit different. We traded in our boat for a pontoon. A pontoon is larger and more formidable than a regular boat, so we
  • Tuesday, October 10, 2017 9:19 AM
    It’s no secret; technology is changing the way we do things. I don’t trust myself to get dressed in the morning before checking my weather apps. I have three. And I’m not sure how I survived prior to having the find my family app at my fingertips. 
    But retailers are attempting to influence us in a new way or at least new for me. They want us to purchase our groceries online. There are even incentives such as free shipping or discounts for instance. The largest retailers are in competition for our grocery dollars. Whoever wins us over first gets the prize, ka-ching! 
    It’s an interesting concept: shopping for groceries without ever entering a store. I’m 
  • Tuesday, October 3, 2017 9:10 AM
    We’ve known each other for more than 30 years and I’m still learning new things about him. This weekend it was all about scented candles.
    Most of us enjoy the aroma of a nice scented candle. I do. I guess I didn’t realize he did. I never really thought about it. As chief procurement officer of my domicile, I typically choose the scent to which we subject our sniffers.
    In an attempt to bring nature inside, I gravitate toward fresh, outdoorsy fragrances. Pine and eucalyptus are two of my favorites. I prefer my kitchen to smell like a forest. I also take into consideration wax color because a scented candle should not only smell good, it should look good too.
    Not everyone is
  • Tuesday, September 26, 2017 9:31 AM
    The other day, I found myself in a quandary. I was in need of cupcakes, but the pantry was without a box of cake mix. I didn’t want to go to the store so I was left with one option: to bake from scratch.
    I’m not a baker. Mostly because I lack a penchant for measuring and exact oven temperatures. But when your child needs cupcakes, you deliver cupcakes. In this case, from scratch.
    I didn’t think much of it.
    Until a few days later, when I
  • Tuesday, September 19, 2017 9:05 AM
    A phone used to be a phone and nothing more, except for maybe a paperweight. Now our phones are multitaskers of the unlimited kind. Well, unless you go over your allotted gigabytes or data plan, but you know what I mean.
    That’s why I’m petitioning to change the name of cell phones. They shouldn’t be called phones at all. I barely use mine as a phone. Talking on the phone is so blasé — so last century. Plus it takes time. 
    Instead of going through the excruciatingly laborious process of carrying on a conversation, we 
  • Tuesday, September 12, 2017 9:14 AM
    Do-it-youselfers (DIY) will attest to two universal truths: projects beget projects and the outcomes are often funny, if you are willing to laugh at yourself or others. Both phenomena happen to me all the time. This week at our house, it involved stickers.
    My husband and I recently updated our bathroom by framing the mirror. With the mirror framed and looking lovely, it became apparent, to me, that our soap dispenser was lacking. Or better put, we were lacking a soap dispenser. We were simply using the bottle the soap came in when purchased from the store. Next to the newly framed mirror it looked practically plastic, because it was. We were in need of an upgrade.
    I found 
  • Tuesday, September 5, 2017 9:34 AM
    It looked so easy on Pinterest, as most Pinterest projects do. The title was ingenious “Thirty-seven quick and easy ways to dress up your bathroom mirror.” The only hard part was picking just one. I was hooked, line and sinker.
    Suddenly, my bathroom mirror was lacking. It looked naked, definitely in need of a frame.
    I picked
  • Tuesday, August 29, 2017 10:48 AM
    It was an all-out catfight. One like I’d never seen before, at least not between the two of them, who I know pretty well. They usually get along or at least stay out of one another’s way. But on this day, the claws were definitely out.
    To be fair, their capacity for sound decision-making was off. Both of them were a little tipsy, heck, beyond tipsy. They were higher than kites, or cats as the case may be. Their judgment was as slurred as their speech may have been, had they been able to speak. But as it was, a meow was all we could expect or hope for. Well, that and maybe
  • Tuesday, August 22, 2017 8:53 AM
    Ever noticed that returning from vacation creates a need for vacation?
    First off, let me say that vacations are the best or at least better than a regular day not on vacation. Whether it’s a long weekend or extended 14-day excursion, I love a day on “vacay.” The only thing better? Two days and so on, to infinity and beyond.
    Vacation is
  • Tuesday, August 15, 2017 9:34 AM
    It seemed like such a good idea, as most bad ideas do initially. My motives were sound and intentions genuine. I’d help the environment while whipping myself into shape. I’d save on wear and tear to my car. And I’d set a good example for my children by walking the walk and talking the talk or pedaling the pedal as the case may be.
    I was surprised I hadn’t thought of the grand plan before. 
    It was a 
  • Tuesday, August 8, 2017 8:56 AM
    “Make new friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other gold.”

    National Friendship Day was Aug. 6, but in my opinion, every day should be a day to celebrate friends and the different types of friendships we have in our lives. From best friends all the way to acquaintances, I know I value mine. 
    Let’s start with 
  • Tuesday, August 1, 2017 9:02 AM
    They sat unassumingly on a shelf in the gardening department. I was on the hunt for fertilizer, but these little potted beauties caught my eye and caused me to pause. Even though I’d never seen anything like them before in real life, I identified them immediately. I figured my boys would be more than interested in the care and feeding of the delicate sprouts.
    We had to have one.
    When I got home, I set my purchase on the kitchen table and waited. It wasn’t long before
  • Tuesday, July 25, 2017 9:58 AM
    He is growing like a weed. But it’s a weed we cultivate, a weed we help grow. We will never pull him up by the roots or attempt to eradicate his existence. He is growing like a weed and we wouldn’t have it any other way.
    Although he’s the little brother, he’s always measured taller than the other two were at the same age on our makeshift growth chart in the kitchen behind the basement door, where dozens of pencil lines are marked with names and dates, growing higher on the wall as the years have passed. It won’t be long before he surpasses the heights of his brothers, who have probably stopped growing.
    He is 
  • Tuesday, July 18, 2017 10:03 AM
    Summer brings out two vastly diverse species of sports persons wielding sticks, and I’m not referring to hockey and lacrosse. I’m talking about fishing poles and golf clubs.
    While not impossible, it is a rarity to find a golfer who enjoys the rigors of fishing and vice versa. If you happen to do both, good for you. But by and large, “fisherpersons” fish and golfers golf. That is the way the world was created. 
    Logistics demand it. Both sports require 
  • Tuesday, July 11, 2017 10:59 AM
    My husband and I recently made a happily anticipated purchase of a new summer water toy. We’d been looking forward to it for a long time and I was thrilled. I really was. 
    When we went to pick up our vessel, the nice salesman asked me a number of times if I was excited. I answered in the affirmative, but after about the third query from him, I realized I wasn’t demonstrating my
  • Monday, July 3, 2017 11:57 AM
    It’s the best holiday of the year — my favorite. And not just because you get to eat ice cream at lunch and roasted marshmallows after dark (although that clearly has something to do with it). Christmas and birthday fans might think the Fourth of July is an unusual choice for a preferred holiday, but I have my reasons. Six of them, in fact.
    Reason No. 6: Freedom to
  • Tuesday, June 27, 2017 12:15 PM
    I used to live a carefree life. I didn’t worry about the future or wars or the economy. I drove on sketchy roads up mountains and even climbed those mountains on occasion. I spent too much money on impractical shoes. I ordered my chili extra spicy and wore white after Labor Day. I rode a bike without a helmet and drove a car without a seat belt. I ate fast food and drank sloe gin. I held snakes, dined on sushi and rode roller coasters with both hands in the air. And then, everything changed.
    I had children; four of them to be exact.
    Oh sure, children bring 
  • Tuesday, June 20, 2017 10:38 AM
    They were splashing in the waist-high water of the lake, boisterous and loud. Three boys on either side of about 10 years old, if my estimate was accurate. I sat on the dock, observing from a distance. 
    The sun shone from behind a splattering of light cloud cover in the otherwise blue sky. The wind blew steadily, stronger than usual, cooling the warm summer air, causing
  • Tuesday, June 13, 2017 12:15 PM
    I’ve always been a saucy type. It probably started with ketchup, my first encounter with sauce when I was just a tiny “Tater Tot” of a girl. Almost everyone has some sort of experience with ketchup. Many of us have a long-term ongoing relationship and find it hard to imagine life without ketchup. My husband is a spreader. I am a dipper.
    What started with ketchup grew and expanded to various flavors and varieties of thickened liquids called by different names – condiments, gravies, dips, salsas, dressings, syrups, pestos and Alfredos – but at their essence each one a sauce of some sort.
    Savory or sweet, thick or thin, white or red, cheesy or creamy, hot or cold, I 
  • Tuesday, June 6, 2017 12:04 PM
    I pull the dandelions out of the garden, without consciousness or appreciation of their sunny yellow dispositions. They are weeds, after all. Gardeners think nothing of pulling weeds in order to make room for the non-weedy, desirable plants.
    But who decides which is which?
    It’s in the eye of the beholder. That, and location, location, location.
    Weeds are
  • Tuesday, May 30, 2017 11:49 AM
    It was a day like all others and a day like no other. As was the day before, and the day after. As are all days. Just days, but often so much more.
    A friend mentioned it was her wedding anniversary. She was in a celebratory mood, and rightly so. I asked her the date, because I wasn’t sure, and when she told me I realized it was an anniversary for me as well. Except mine was a sorrowful milestone.
    I felt a cloud descend and a pit grow in my stomach. I’d forgotten, or at the least failed to 
  • Tuesday, May 23, 2017 12:24 PM
    Lately, my hands have taken a beating and I’ve got no one to blame but myself. It happens around this time each year. Spring has sprung and all that jazz. With spring comes gardening and gardening comes with a cost to my poor bare hands.
    Simply put, gardening involves dirt and dirt is, well, dirty. It gets under your fingernails, and sneaks into crooks and crevices you didn’t even know existed. I scrub with 
  • Tuesday, May 16, 2017 11:02 AM
    It’s something we all have in common. Mothers have touched our lives. Each of us came into the world courtesy of a mother. But the concept doesn’t stop there. Mothers are everywhere. They live next door or across the country. They are teachers, coaches, counselors, protectors, enforcers, disciplinarians and friends.
    They are 
  • Tuesday, May 9, 2017 11:57 AM
    You could say it started with the simple round smiling yellow face back in the historic happy hippy days of the 1960s. It’s when Yellow Smiley was first created. Love, peace, smiles and all that jazz.
    For decades, Smiley was just Smiley — the iconic symbol that
  • Tuesday, May 2, 2017 11:34 AM
    I’ve never claimed to be a great driver. Good, perhaps. Careful, for sure. My family would tell you I am cautious, sometimes to the point of being jumpy at the wheel.
    By jumpy I mean on the lookout for surprises, aka accidents waiting to happen. Pedestrians who come out of nowhere. Squirrels darting across the street. Dogs without leashes. And cars, mostly other cars. I have 
  • Tuesday, April 25, 2017 11:29 AM
    We keep our toaster in the cupboard. Early in our marriage, this was a point of contention. My husband grew up in a home where the toaster sat on the counter. My family housed the breakfast appliance in the cupboard. As newlyweds, each of us was comfortable and happy with our own location of origin. But we couldn’t have 
  • Tuesday, April 18, 2017 2:46 PM
    My husband and I recently took on the task of refinishing the wood floors in three rooms that constitute our downstairs living areas — family room, dining room and miscellaneous room. (We’re not sure what to call it. Some days it’s the sunroom, other days the napping room. Right now, if I am being honest, it is the gaming room.)
    I digress. Aside from being
  • Tuesday, April 11, 2017 11:54 AM
    We never mastered the barbecue grill. Oh we tried, of course, in the early years of our marriage.
    We charred countless chicken breasts and burned a multitude of steaks. Shrimp on the barbie was never as it was supposed to be. No amount of barbecue sauce could salvage our calamities. Our collective lack of grilling ability was so expansive we even managed to light our patio on fire once.
    We didn’t want to be
  • Tuesday, April 4, 2017 11:00 AM
    My husband says I am a squirrel. Don’t take it the wrong way. It’s a term of endearment as well as a fairly accurate descriptor (if I am being honest). It’s become a nickname of sorts. It all started at the superstore.
    About a month ago, we
  • Tuesday, March 28, 2017 12:04 PM
    Most of us like to think of ourselves as glass-half-full types of people. Positive and optimistic and all that. I try to be positive. Except in one key area where I have no choice or voice.
    I blame my parents for my
  • Tuesday, March 21, 2017 1:20 PM
    Last week my husband and I splurged on a little out-of-town getaway. We were only gone for one night. We figured the kids could handle that without setting the kitchen on fire or flooding the bathroom. We didn’t expect any miracles, like the time one of them actually filled and ran the dishwasher. (True story.)
    They assured us they
  • Tuesday, March 14, 2017 2:57 PM
    Each day it takes 12 minutes of my time — five days a week, Monday through Friday. Six minutes in the morning, six minutes in the afternoon, for a total of an hour each week.
    A person could 
  • Tuesday, March 7, 2017 12:06 PM
    I don’t expect everyone to understand; don’t even expect approval or a nod. Most smart, logical and commonsense-driven people stop somewhere around 2.5 children. We did not.
    I remember being afraid to tell my parents or friends about the last one. When we finally did tell, some people told me we were making too many or that I was too old. Or even more daring — and this happened more than once — they asked if 
  • Tuesday, February 28, 2017 3:34 PM
    There are certain things in life that prudent, forward-thinking people avoid. Like putting their tongue on a frozen metal fence, or being outnumbered by their kids. Certain actions just aren’t wise and some can even get you into trouble. These are things, that
  • Tuesday, February 21, 2017 3:33 PM
    It is hard waiting for them to get here because waiting is never easy. And this bout of waiting is the longest 10 months of your life, even though everyone claims it’s only nine. Once you’ve been there and done the math, you know the truth and the truth is often hard.
    It is hard when they
  • Tuesday, February 14, 2017 3:38 PM
    It was an unassuming Sunday afternoon. I had to venture to the store for a few items. It was a leisurely excursion. Unlike most days, I wasn’t in a hurry and indulged in the luxury of
  • Tuesday, February 7, 2017 4:07 PM
    The Table has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember.
    When I was a child, it was my fortress; I crawled under it, learning every crack and crevice from the
  • Wednesday, February 1, 2017 9:06 AM
    I hardly ever get sick. I guess I’m lucky that way. Besides, I’m a mom. Despite what the commercial says, we don’t get sick days. It’s easier to take care of others when you don’t need anyone to take care of you. So it’s convenient to be in good health — robust and well, with a constant and never-ending supply of aceta­min­o­phen and throat lozenges to dispense 
  • Wednesday, January 25, 2017 9:53 AM
    Things I learned today: Some of the most unexpected actions might make you a hero. Others do not.
    If you are a parent, this pretty much goes with the territory. For me, it’s been this way since the diaper years.
    When you change a diaper on time,

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