“Don’t throw that ball towards the TV!” I say and cringe, as my whirling dervish of a toddler zips through the living room and disappears around the bend almost as quickly. And then it hit me – not the ball, but rather a moment of inspiration.
In the summer when kids spend most of their time outdoors, bathing suits practically become underwear worn from morning to night.
It was a freezing, frostbite inducing afternoon. In the crook of my burdened elbow lay my 4-month-old daughter in her heavier-by-the-minute car seat.
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