Trouble

Yesterday Zach was very, very quiet in our back room, which for him is very odd. Usually there is talking or singing. I came around the corner and this is what I found. He had gotten a hold of the toilet paper roll his dad was using as Kleenex the night before. Zach was so pleased with himself that he could unroll all that paper, I just didn’t have the heart to take it away from him. Well, that and I was not in the mood for the crying that would ensue.

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