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Why I Can't Leave the Room...Even for a Minute
I left the boys unattended *gasp* while I went to throw clothes on. I came back to find Brady sitting in a pile of oats he had some how managed to get out of the pantry...and open...and dump the entire contents all over the floor. He was happy as a clam, playing in his little version of a sand box. I, was not as happy.
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