Ten minutes ago, I found this in my kitchen:
As I cleaned it up, Lily stood beside me crying.
"But my ART," she said. "You're ruining my ART!"
"You've ruined all my furniture," I said. "So we're even."
She cried louder. "But, Mommy! My art is my HEART."
"My HEART. And you've BROKEN it!! You've shattered it into a MILLION PIECES."
Oh my lanta.
Reviewing the Mail: Week of 11/118
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