I'm nursing the baby and Sam has a job outside. It is sweeping the cobblestone driveway which maybe hasn't been swept in 15 years. He is earning money to buy Legos that he wants. Meanwhile I can hear him convincing Vivian to get him the garden hose to spray the dirt off the driveway. It sounds like she's getting a cut of his earnings. Vivian is dragging the hose through the dust (it hasn't rained in over a month) in sparkly high heels and a party dress. She's dressed like this because we showed up for a party a day early because I can't keep anything straight. Except for the heels, which she found somewhere upstairs which Chris is going to hate when he hears her banging around on the hardwood floors that were just done. It's also lucky that I washed the porch this morning so the dust could fly over it...
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