The dreaded: “I caaaan’t” enters our house.

"You know she can do that herself, right?" Mark said after Freya handed me her zipped bag of Frozen figures to open. "No, she can't," I said confidently, shaking my head in a sort of "as if I'd open and close this for her at least three times a day when she could do it herself" kind … Continue reading The dreaded: “I caaaan’t” enters our house.

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