Tuesdays, Jacob often comes home from kindergarten armed with other little boys. He softens the blow by bringing their mum along with them. She and I indulge in further softening-up with a glass or two of wine. But what I don’t understand is why it’s only my child who feels the need to roll in the mud?


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