Last night when I went to post that laundry conversation, neither Zak nor I could remember the exact wording of Zoe’s part.  Then it dawned on me this morning. Zak:  Zoe, you’re sitting on my laundry.  (Clean, folded laundry that was on the bed waiting to be put away.) Zoe:  No.  This is not your […]

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