I’ve just moved in with a family from church. As an unmarried 20-something, it’s a bit of a shift in gear and lifestyle. There are now two small people running about the place, greeting me when I walk through the door. It’s lovely. And it’s different. 

I’m starting to learn some of the beautiful quirks and routines of this particular little unit: their weekly regime of who has the kids on which days,...

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