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As Neal Young's Harvest Moon plays on the computer in the background, as Sam our dog can
be found scratching her ear as her tail and butt bang on the rumbling laundry machine and
humming dryer. Clacking away in time with the music as you dance with Mama, stop, whisper
to her. Saying "I love you so much dear-heart, you are my life and man I am so grateful".
As you put the child down for a moment and you-both-hide and flip-the-food each playing it
off from the children thinking they aren't looking. Sneaking again a little bit of it, and
a soft kiss just for a quick taste. As you look at each other as they all yell from behind
you united together as you laugh together as they say ""hey you both said we weren't
supposed to, you were going to stop that"! "Mom",! ""Dad""! "We all too need our peace in
the morning", especially us... .

But you know... and as to say, "I will enjoy the chance with all my might that is within
me"... with no regrets. Because inside you know you will have to live without the other or
all of them or them you... some-day. So you tell yourself I will embrace it as best I can
when I can. I will let all know she is my companion hope of completion trust and
compassion raw passion of my hearts full and euphoric... overt, unbridled and
undivided-release. I will fight no one with this, even my glorious children or the freedom
of the society I love so much.

Keeping a big old Bill Cosby Jello gelatin surprised face on for each and for one another
while you turn around doing it turning up the TV pointing to your face as your daughter
yells from the bathroom for a roll of toilet paper, and towel.

As you raise them up with a clank together as Mama walks away and you look away point to
the TV and your face, and towards Mama's, again, and you tip your cup for a drink. Take a
large sip yourself as she tosses the TP and towel from the dryer and pantry. Set your cup
down quickly by the baby catch it as he spits up in it as you're not looking then pick it
up again real fast take a slimy drink losing another big mouthful of a real awful, cold,
truly needed now cup of coffee.

Screeching, as you smile and tickle him wipe his mouth Get down in his face looking him in
the eyes kiss him on the forehead as he smiles and you say, "You little crazy slimy
trickster of a youngster, you got me again".






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