or… When’s the last time you raked your bedroom?
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The Scene: Kevin is asleep on one side of me in our kingsize bed. Jack-Evan has latched on the other side of me to nurse for a few minutes.
Time: 2:47 AM.
Kev: :::rolls over on back, begins to laugh:::: That tree branch almost got you didn’t it!
Me: What tree branch, sweetie?
Kev: :::continues to laugh:::: The one right there! ::::points to the foot of our bed:::::
Me: :::decides to play along:::: Oh? That one, huh? Which tree did it fall out of?
Kev: :::stops laughing:::: Don’t be silly. It didn’t fall, it’s a tree branch. It’s on the ground. :
:::Kevin wave off my question with his hand, seemingly annoyed:::
Kev: :::pauses::: I don’t know. It almost got you though.
Me: ….but how did that tree branch get there? What does it look like? What color is it?
Kev: I don’t know. It’s just a tree branch ok. Just…I don’t know. Nevermind.
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