We were eating dinner. Gabe ate before us because Dave got home late, so he was playing in the office. We're all sitting at the table when we hear Gabe say, "Yeah!" We look over and he is standing on a side table holding two mini basketballs and makes baskets with both of them. He got a swat on the butt and a time out from his dad. What am I going to do with this child?
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