Life with kids is full of whodunit.
For years it felt like the answer to that question was Not Me. Or some variation.
Who left the milk on the counter?
Not me!
Whose clothes are on the floor?
Not mine!
Who forgot to shut the front door?
Not me!
And so I grew comfortable with unsolved mysteries. I stopped wondering why there was a matchbox car frozen in a cup of…
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