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The TV played some ridiculously addictive reality show, Chelsea was “doing her homework” before the weekend, Carson was next to her, having taken the night off grading. A perfect Friday evening.
Greta snuggled further under the blanket, tucked her feet under Carson’s thighs, sipped her wine and scrolled absent-mindedly.
“Hmmm?” she asked.
“Have you seen the video Chels posted of that stupid dance she made us learn last week?” Carson repeated, handing her phone across the sofa.
Greta looked at the screen distractedly, doing a double take at the caption.
get yourself some moms who are as cool as mine