N brushing teeth.
She locks the bathroom door now.
It's a private moment between her and her teeth.
McK and I, in the bedroom, folding clothes.
McK's coffee very, very near by.
Me: Naomi and I had a rough time of it this morning.
McK: I'm sorry.Me: Oh, we turned it around.
McK: Good.
Me: Not that I'm susceptible to praise, but after we made up she burst into applause and said "you're such a good, mommy."
McK: (laughing) Yeh?
Me: Yeh. She's getting chocolate for breakfast.
McK: Mm, you're such a good wife.
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so sweet.
i could read this one over and over.
I feel like I lucked out with all y'all!
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