“Put this in your purse.” My husband thrust a sippy cup my way. “And this,” he tossed me a bib. As I dug and rearranged my wallet, my business card case, a few peppermints,…
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“This one’s for Colin.” My daughter mumbled through the candy in her mouth and thrust a tightly gripped root beer lollipop my way. “That’s nice of you,” I bragged and pulled her free hand…