Wednesday morning at 7 AM: It happened again.
Carrie went from half-asleep to stressed in no time flat. She kept Shane home, so that she could take him to a doctor's appointment. They bought feed, picked up meds, and Carrie worked on breaking up frozen poop once they got home.
If it wasn't a Wednesday and I'd have felt guilty dropped my A-Day kids on Nora (my student-teacher), I might've taken the day off to help.
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