Just when you think you have it all figured out and wanna settle in for the night, life hands you a loud note of awakening proportion decibles. The kind that only dogs can hear when they know about an earthquake ahead of time. Now it is always about growing up and learning of course, so the rests are like recess, just enough to take in a little play time, then back to work you go my children, until the day you die. simple enough?

























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