If there is one thing that needs consistent attention, and it's not a brand new baby- it's the kitchen floor. The darndest things seem to creep in through the cracks and plant themselves in haphazard and high-traffic areas.
I battled with all such things, and conquered. At least for ten minutes until my brother came home with mud on his shoes.
I battled with all such things, and conquered. At least for ten minutes until my brother came home with mud on his shoes.
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