On Saturday morning I was in the galley rewarding myself for working out. Gunnar was sharing this small space with me as he did his morning chore of putting away the dishes.
"Did you do yoga?" he asked.
"Yes," I said waving my cookie about. "Can you tell because now I am eating this?"
"No," he said. "You smell sweaty."
Ah. Yes. The joys of living in a small space with honest children.
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