She just needed to soften the butter, but she put it in the microwave and then walked away to do the next task. By the time my daughter remembered, the butter was not just soft, it was completely liquefied and unusable for the recipe she was making.

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The restaurant play area was already packed with children. I could only imagine the germs that my three 2-year-olds were about to encounter. I could just turn around and walk back to the car – I didn’t know a soul there and they would never miss me. Honestly, the ONLY reason I kept moving forward toward the group gathered from the church we had just visited was because I had told my husband and my mother that I was going and I knew BOTH would ask me how it went.

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