I cried this morning while my dull knife split steamed beets. That is what Margot requested for lunch on her first day of preschool. And a peanut butter and jam tortilla sandwich, specifically with a generous mixture of peach and raspberry jam. I generally don’t ask my kids to stop for the camera but, this morning, I desperately wanted one of Margot before she hopped in the bike trailer. She didn’t want it, “Mom, I don’t want you to take …
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