When Sam awoke early on Saturday, she was raring to go. “Is Ryan here, Unka Martin?” “Not yet, sweetie. In a little while.” Fifteen minutes later, after using the bathroom and getting dressed, she asked, “Can we leave now, Unka Martin?” Again, I said, “Not yet, honey. Soon. Have you brushed your teeth?” She gave me a big-eyed stare and said, “Uh-huh.” Since I hadn’t seen her do it, I led her by the hand to the bathroom. “Show me your teeth, pumpkin.” She kept her mouth tightly closed. I raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t brush them, did you?” Slowly, she shook her head. We’d have a talk about lying on another day. Right now, I needed to get her breakfast and keep her occupied until it was time to go. We tackled teeth, then finally, she was at the table eating waffles. By nine o’clock, S
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