Last night right after I got in bed, Laura and I have a fun little interchange:
Laura: Can I make one last Mother’s Day request?
David: Sure.
L: Can you go shut the window in the girls’ room?
D: Good thing you asked now. (as I get out of bed)
L: How many minutes do I have?
D: Nineteen.
After I was back in bed Laura got up. Soon I hear from the darkness:
L: How many minutes do I have?
D: Six.
L: Can you help me? . . .
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