The Cure for Summertime Sadness
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Happy Friday.
You know how they say when it rains it pours? It was a bit like that this morning. I woke up to a naked toddler eating pretzels on my bed, a 70-lb dog breathing hot breath in my face and a hungry, crying baby. A typical morning, actually.
With Spongebob Squarepants blaring from the living room and my three-year-old manically chasing the 70-…
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