So I stopped to pick up some Play-Doh that was flattened but not completely ground into one of our rugs. And Cheryl started talking about how there just wasn't any percentage in getting new rugs, or even, for that matter, worrying about the presence of Play-Doh in the ones we have. I agreed, saying, "That's just a recipe for anger and frustration."
And Cheryl said, "That's what we should have named the boys."
"But what about Recriminations?" I asked.
"If only we'd had triplets," Cheryl said.
I love laughing. No wonder I love Cheryl so much.
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