The hub has been rendered immobile by his jacked up high ankle sprain, so while I prepared dinner he hung out with Britton. Never one to do one thing at a time, he watched the news, oversaw Britton's "naked time," and caught up on the internet chatter. Britton wanted to see what today's headlines were, and helped herself to the computer. All while peeing on the blanket. We get things done in this house.
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