I knew when my son asked his father to marry another woman there was a problem. He had it all figured out. “Dad, could you please take a second wife? I know it’s okay…
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“Please, ‘ttention – ‘ttention, please.” My two-year old rocked back and forth holding my bookmark like a microphone, politely asking for my “attention.” I grinned at her, continuing to the fridge to refill her…