When you need to bend the rules.

I tried to institute the "no cars on the table" rule this week when the vehicles started driving through our plates. But this rule was met with rigid refusal and blatant disregard. Liam would say, "Cars on table!" Mama would say, "No cars on table!" We were at a stand still and there were tears (some mine).

So, I brought in the little table and now cars are happily on the table. Clearly, where they belong.

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