“Luke. Luke. LUKE. Put down the toy so I can get you out of your car seat, honey. What’s that in your mouth?” “Nothing, Mommy.” “Spit it out, Luke,” I say without much patience. He produces a hard piece of plastic from some unknown object. “Jimmy, put down the game and let’s go.” “Why do Read more
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