A stumble, a catch, a re-step. I smile and stroke the silky kitten fur that nearly sent me tumbling down the stairs. The sweet, musical voice of my youngest calls out, "Mom! Do we have anymore tape?"
"On my desk hon." I continue down the hall to knock on the bathroom door and encourage Allie to finish her shower so the next child can get theirs done
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