Toddlers are Quackers

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Once upon a time (when we had two houses, and lived in the other one), there was one door in the house with a lock on it. Yada yada (drama) I was in that room one night, and wouldn't come out for anything.
Around seven in the morning, I heard my Dh's phone ring. His step-father (Duckling's GF) had passed away. As soon as he was off the phone, my DH was crying. Did I ignore him? No. I went to him, and held him. No matter how violent he had been the night before (and I won't think about the injuries I was sporting during the funeral), I forgot all of the problems to take care of my husband when he needed me.
I think that is what being an adult is. No matter how you feel about a person, when they are in need, you are there for them.
 

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