It’s 10am on a Tuesday morning, and I’m with my kids at the park.
My two-year-old is running rampant. My 7-month-old is snoozing peacefully in the pram.
One of my hands is holding a large skim cappuccino, and the other is using my phone in blessed peace and quiet.
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