My view from the shower this morning.
Charlie in his swing.
Will sitting in front of it so it won't actually move,
eating the peanuts I gave him so he'd
stop begging for food
(he'd already eaten a bowl of cereal and half my bowl of oatmeal)
and "let" me take a shower.
And Chris wonders why I spend so much time
in the shower (with the door closed) on the weekends.
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