| A good scare keeps us on the edge until it bores us |
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We're playing a new game at the Leap house. It goes like this: I walk up the stairs at night to put the children to bed, and all four of them burst from the laundry room in the dark, screaming. My heart rate climbs to about 200 and I almost collapse. Then, I have to restrain myself from chasing them around the house in order to punish them with tickling, or mouthfuls of sauerkraut. Read more: |
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