Last week I sent the kids out to the garden spot with a bag of rancid flour and asked them to dump it out there for composting. They loaded the bag into the red wagon and seemed to be having a great time and making the working thing fun. I smiled to myself and thought how wonderful it was to work together as a family and enjoy each other.
10 minutes later all four kids came around the end of the house and I didn't even recognize Jaxson for a moment and my mind was racing, trying to figure out what he had done to himself.
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