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Sometimes, as in nearly never, it feels like only a  haiku will do.    Tonight was one of those ‘sometimes.’

Fruit Snack Haikus:

Him

“I can’t believe it–

We get a fruit snack tonight!

I’m not sharing mine.”

Her

“Oooh, I love these, Mom.

I think I’ll savor each one

by sucking on it.”

Dinner Haikus:

Him

I don’t want chicken.

Just ketchup and ice cream.

They make me happy.

Her

“Yum.  Corn Casserole.

Thanks, Mom, for thinking of me.

It’s my favorite.”

Bed time Haikus:

Him

“But I’m not tired.

Can we read one more story?

Sleep with me, Daddy.”

Her

“I already brushed

my teeth. Is it okay if

I stay up and read?”

Me

New day tomorrow.

A clean slate for everyone…

It’s gonna be great!

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