On not giving a fudge and my husband’s nonchalance

Tonight we hopped on the car and went on a little road trip. My kids who were already in their PJs and tattered sleep wear opened the windows and screamed their heads off. My toddler who's been indoors all week kept pointing at the lights, the buildings, the trucks, the cars, motorcycles. She was so …

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