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It was one of those weeks - everyone had an upset of some sort. Nothing big - just little things that are tough to deal with when you're five or seven or nine years of age. Or twenty-one-and-a-good-bit and all your kids are upset. On Friday morning, after a particularly fraught start to the day, my husband ...