If someone broke into my car today, they might be just grossed out enough to regret their decision. Under the piles of stinky shoes and soiled sweatshirts, they would find anywhere between one and three empty juice boxes, a moldy Tupperware, and enough dead leaves and debris for a family of rodents to build a nest. (Collected “for the fairies,” so I haven’t the heart to throw it all out … yet.) It’s a harrowing scene, but according to other parents, it’s also par for the course.
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