::flasback segment:: Layla Grace-6 monthishEli-18months-ishIsabelle-4 ishMe-the day I turned grey It’s a day like any other. We have errands to run. One including the grocery store. We stroll into Albertson’s, oh so unsuspecting. I have Eli and Layla squeeezed into the front seat normally meant for one. They are rigged, two legs in one hole and a baby blanket wedged to one side. Isabelle is walking.I have my calculator, my list, and we are all set with goodies from the cold drink aisle. I do the usual patrolling.“Don’t take that off the shelf.”“Don’t lick the cart.”Stuff like that.About an hour…

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