*Smik. *Smack. I lift my magazine off the island counter leaving paper trails behind. The inevitable sounds by sticky residue left by the syrupy mess post breakfast with three toddlers always puts a cringe to my senses. *Crack. *Crunch. The den is another nightmare...
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