September 23, Downers Grove.
The only problem really with living in a small travel trailer with kids is that once they've strewn the toys all over the floor there is no space left to walk (or sit.) My days are filled with pushing toys around in a futile attempt to clear a passage for the rest of the inopportune dwellers.
I don't know why I keep doing it, other than to prove a point lost on anyone but me, a sort of Mom Maginot line; it would be easier to just skip and dodge - a principle that also applies to life in general, come to think of it.
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