It's raining here, Stefan has been to the clinic, we ate dinner, got water all over the room until water play was limited to the sink, and now I am just running the clock on bedtime. I expect to sleep across the doorway... there's no privacy latch to help me keep Stefan in one place and in one piece. He kept pulling towards the street on our very short walk to the corner store...
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