This New Year’s Eve I was preparing to spend a quiet evening at home. It was just going to be me and Tristan. Brian took the two older boys out for a game night with friends. One teenage son was concerned that Tristan would be difficult for me at home. I confidently said, “It will be fine. Tristan will enjoy a quiet evening at home.” Little did I know how the night would unfold.
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