Betsy came home from a long day of clinicals on Thursday and laid down on the kitchen floor. There's a heat vent near the floor under the kitchen sink that was the sought after (and fought after) lounging spot on chilly mornings. Often on Saturday mornings, Dad stepped over one or two children, sprawled across the floor, while he mixed pancake batter. Most of us haven't thought about the heat vent (unless we're washing dishes) in years, but for Betsy the spot still provides comfort.
but the children didn't used to be so tall!
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