I was lounging around on Sunday, napping upstairs in my room when Dan went downstairs to help the kids with something. An hour later, I wandered downstairs and found them like this:
Playing the eternal game that makes everyone cry but then beg for more.
The apron is because he had washed all the dishes before starting the game.
While he washed the dishes, he had them clean up their toys, using a game of Sorry as incentive.
I’m really starting to like this guy.

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