Though we miss Thomas playing basketball, it is nice to be home in the evenings and have a meal together. Tonight was beef stew, cooked all day in the crockpot, and homemade bread. (Bread machine. Much easier than "hand made" bread.)
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They all seemed to like the stew, but Sydney decided there was too much meat in hers. She spooned it over into Thomas' bowl. He says, "What am I, a dog?" We all laughed about it. They laughed about how, when they're at their dad's eating and say, "Dad, I don't want anymore of this," his response is always "Give it to your brother."
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I suppose that would give the boy a complex.