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Clumsy

A child running
Not my friend's child: Public Domain Image via Wikipedia

My friend’s son turned six this week. He’s her sixth child, so how’s that for rounding things out?

Her seventh (and we think final) child is a little over a year old, and she’s now toddling about, with an innate ability to locate anything liquid that isn’t hermetically sealed and launch it in any and every direction. Continue reading “Clumsy”