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Perhaps you have seen this glazed-over look on your child's face before? |
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How about this one? |
Spoiler Alert: Some of you may look down on me for this one.
All I can say in my defense is: Have you ever tried making dinner with a one-year old latched onto your leg while handling a frying pan with hot oil and chicken stir fry?
Yes..I figure it is better that she kill off some brain cells than have her accident-prone mother cook with her near the oven.
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I am guilty of using a free babysitter that I shall call "Winnie." |
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