Our new house came with a garden shed, and we came with two preschoolers. So the only way to settle the growing political tensions arising from this was to turn the garden shed into a playhouse.
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Here, you'll find random cranial oddities including family reflections, found footage & rarified rants. The blog title? Years, ago, It was how I used to invite churchaphobic folks to visit King’s Bridge. Now, I've joined the ranks of churchaphobia myself. But beer-therapy is helping with the fear-attacks.
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