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- The Adventure Begins
- Poo-pourri!
- Covid Christmas
- Pandemic Parenting
- Composter Complications
- Dad Sounds Winded
- Who Didn't Flush?!
- He's a Smooth Operator
- Third Floor, Going Up!
- Invasion of the Ants!
- Alfredo Fettuccine with Hair
- The $35 Burrito
- Ukraine--We're Better Than This
- The Second Glass of Wine
- Mother's Day
- Grandmother Love
- The tooth fairy visits
- Friendship Goals
- Spicing It Up
- Dad Butler
- Uvalde Heartbreak
- Dad's Still Learning
- RV Squirrel
- Escaping and then Missing the Kids
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So after poisoning me with the composter meat several weeks prior, my little chefs returned to the kitchen and made me a burrito and used the spices in our spice rack to make it "extra good." As my calves began to swell from the sodium overdose, I realized that they poured the entire jar of saffron, the world's most expensive herb, into the burrito. No way in hell I'm throwing that out!
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