When Wyatt was little and I was often around passels of young children, it sometimes seemed like I’d never again in this lifetime manage to have an uninterrupted conversation.
No sooner than a friend or I started talking than here would come some little person who needed help with something.
One of my favorite phrases during that time was, “now what were …
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