7:07pm in the kitchen - kids are upstairs getting ready for bed.
Devlyn appears, holding mouth wide open. "Am I bleeding?"
Me: "No. Why? Did your tooth fall out ?!?
Devlyn: "No. Blake punched me in the face b/c I wouldn't let him lick my belly button."
Me: Pour glass of wine.
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