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Moms and dads, there will come a day when you have no choice but to usher your small children of the opposite sex into your public restroom stall while you attend to urgent matters.
Of course, the restroom will be very busy and your child will be very inquisitive. Allow me to share some examples from personal experience:
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Garner State Park is as pretty as the Texas State Park borchure promised. The Rio Frio is beautifully pristine despite the scattered signs of civilization left by careless visitors. The park itself is picturesque, nestled in the craggy Texas hill country and surrounded by small towns with names like Leakey and Uvalde. Although we didn't drive down to Uvalde, we did drive through Leakey and couldn't help but crack jokes about the Leakey Lions Club and the high-school team named the Leakey Eagles. Sorry, but I can't believe it's possible to drive through and not wonder what those Leakey Lions do when they meet and can you imagine being the Home of the Leakey Eagles?
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Not that it was a bad day.
In fact, I began the day by learning a useful new skill. It was Saturday and Chuck, being self-employed, had to drive in to the office for a few hours. Before he left, I asked him to show me how to start the lawn mower. This wasn’t the first time he'd demonstrated how to start it, it's just the first time I followed through and pushed it.
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Yes, I have TASDD. You've not heard of it before? Well, it's sort of like amnesia except instead of losing your recollection of events, you actually lose the large block of time called your "waking hours" and there is absolutely no evidence that you even got out of bed except that the kids are dressed and alive.
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5:30 AM Alarm sounds. He taps the snooze button and rolls from his side onto his back. She, groggy with sleep senses his hand reaching, searching, groping toward her side of the bed.
"Remote?" She asks.
"Yeah." He replies.
"On my night table." She says, obligingly handing it over.