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Three a.m., a Panda, and No Sleep
At three in the morning, Monica woke to a breathing stuffed panda inches from her face. Her baby was asleep. Her couch was unforgiving. Her daughter was floating. This is what happens when you marry a wizard and have children.
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A Clean Kitchen and Other Dangerous Omens
My kitchen had been spotless for six whole minutes—long enough for me to believe, briefly, that I had mastered both motherhood and the laws of thermodynamics. Then a fireball drifted down my staircase like it had an appointment with my face, and I realized two things: my children had somehow unlocked elemental magic, and the…
Witch, Please 