What A Village Looks Like
We went out to dinner as a family last night. Aspen (age 3) was true to form. She was being loud. Not throwing a fit. Just laughing or screaming randomly. Our food was on the table. Mel was on one side of the table helping our 8-year-old, Norah, with a summer workbook. Tristan, our 10-year-old was eating quietly. I was next to Aspen, trying to eat spagh…
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