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| Why do you think we had children? Is is the love, the cuddles, the naked baby bellies, the laughter? |
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| Obviously not. Following these two on their mode of transportation into the kitchen, |
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| you will see the un-unionized children hard at work. |
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| Lola's first word, at seven months old, was DISHWASHER. Clear as day, in her tiny high voice. My mom, Dakota and I all heard it. She never said it again, but it still counts. And as you can see, there was a reason for it. |
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| Lola teaches Ever about keeping the butter knives toward the back, where Mommy can't get ahold of them and cut herself. |
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| Ever has learned her duty well. Here, she clearly disapproves of the state of this 'clean' fork. |
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| And like a good |
