It’s like, you know, when you’re playing in the sprinklers with your friend, and you get all wet, and the wooden platform at the top of the stairs is super warm, and you decide to make funny little wet trails on the planks with your butt, except they haven’t sanded the platform in several years, and Mommy picks like two giant splinters out with her fingers and spends the rest of the afternoon removing all the little slivers from your swimsuit.

That is a feeling you never forget.

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