While I was sick, the floor is splattered sticky, the toys strewn about, fights go unchecked, the snack drawer is raided, and the TV reigns supreme. We lay about lethargic numbed by the blue light and pacified by fairytales: ninjas captured in a genie's sword, 20-minute yard transformations, delectable bakes presented to…
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