Is it just me, or does any other mom practically fall to her knees at the sound of her husband pulling into the driveway at day’s end? I have actually been known to hang out the window in anticipation of catching a glimpse of salvation itself driving—far too slowly I might add—down our street.
What I did not expect to see coming down the street, however, was this.
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I rarely win things. Which is why I don’t play the lottery. And also why I think I should play the lottery. Because I won’t be expecting it when I hit the mother lode.
This week, I won one of four raffle prizes at George’s school. It was a $100 Visa gift card.
“So, watcha gonna do with it?” asked mom after mom after it was presented to me at morning drop-off.
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