It was a frosty Friday morning, and I was gathering and preparing two grandchildren for the simple task of ushering the oldest to preschool. Any mom knows it is only a simple task when we need to slip our coats on and walk out the door alone, right? The four-year-old was ready and waiting with his shoes on but needed his coat zipped. Turning my back on his two-year-old sister to zip his coat allowed her the millisecond she needed to “help” Mimi by slipping out of hers. I turned to find her coatless and fighting to remove a shoe.…
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