Fighting For My Fair Share and More

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This is fighting territory in our house. Not between my husband and I. Between my kids and I.

This is peach juice left from a jar of canned peaches. Good stuff! Oh yeah.

The peaches were carefully divided among my 3 children and I for lunch. I gave each of them a fair share and still felt guilty not to be sharing my fair share. “But Mommy, I ate all my peaches.” “No, these are mommy’s.” “Can I have a bite?” “Me too?” and one more “Me too?” “No! These are mine,” I say as I keep my arm around my bowl and my spoon flying to my mouth.

Besides too many peaches affects them in the bathroom way if-you-know-what-I-mean.

Then I snuck the juice into the fridge to try to drink it alone later, but my plan failed.

So I carefully divided the juice between the four of us as well. They kept their eyes on me and checked each portion.

I just didn’t tell them that I drank some while they were napping.

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