It was summer vacation and we were on our way to visit my beautiful, wonderful mother-in-law. Despite having told my children that we were going to her “Mountain House,” they were surprised when we walked into a two-bedroom timeshare cottage instead of her large permanent home (complete with basement full of toys and books).
My six-year-old son turned to me and whined, “This is the most boring house ever!”
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