What to do with the Baby?

My family is not perfect.

Far from it. If you were walking near our apartment you may hear a little girl screaming because she was told to go clean her room. You may hear a little boy whine because he was told it was bedtime.

You would think they were being taken out to the city gates and stoned.

I know my kids miss me. My schedule has been a little more busy since we moved to Nebraska. Back in India…