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During a break I forced upon myself, I decided to take the kids to the Museum of Fine Arts. They were upset with me because I didn't take them to the pool (like we haven't already been there dozens of times) but I told them a change of scenery would be fun. They didn't believe me. But once we got there and started walking around the exhibits (and walked through the cool underground tunnel above), D turned to me and said that my field trip idea was the best ever. Does a Mom know her kids or what?
I've got to get back to the grindstone but I wanted to let you know I hadn't fallen (or jumped) off of any cliff! See you soon.
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