The songs that binds us, Part II

Sunday morning I suddenly found myself with one of those rare peaceful moments that occur only when both kids are playing well together--that morning they were in T’s room with her Dora the Explorer dollhouse (not the recalled one--I made absolutely sure our Dora is lead-free). I turned on the stereo in our bedroom, got out my Swiffer, rubber gloves, and assorted other cleaning accessories, and went to work on our room and the master bathroom.

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