They sat across from each other at the kitchen table. I sat on one side, my husband, JT, on the other. The four of us squared off around the table. Our girls were somewhere between seven and eight years old…
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How many times have you seen it? The helpless, ragged mom in the store looking down at a flailing child on the floor who seems to think that Mom saying no to him is just not going fly. The fit…
