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The Queue: Now, where was I?

With the summer comes a constant state of interruptions. Between requests for snacks (which I’d intentionally put in a reachable place in the pantry) and complaints of being bored, I’m bored, I’m so booooored, even though I planned super cool activities like exploding soap and ice cream in a bag, I can’t really sit down and just write something like The Queue until everyone is in bed — and of course, one kid wants to stay up past her bed time, and the other is still in the habit of needing me at 3 am, so focusing on anything is

Sorry, I needed to get a kid a bowl of cereal. What were we talking about?

Oh, right, this is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we

Wait, where was I? And where’s my bear?


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