>Bennett came home from swim practice with a limp. The next morning, he claimed the pain kept him up all night, so I mercifully let him stay home on Friday. The limp wasn’t too bad for a trip to Starbucks, but was bad enough to retrieve anything I needed in the house. The limp disappeared over the weekend, and returned Monday morning. After breakfast. On the way out the door.

There’s a fine line between hard-ass and pushover and I seem to be sliding all over it.

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