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As I lug the hundredth bundle of wood into the living room, stoke the coals and get a fire going-after at least ten minutes of muttering to myself and worrying over the pitiful flames-I sit upon the sofa with a cup of coffee and settle in to enjoy the solitude with only the crackling of the fire to keep me company. Ha! Did I say solitude? While I may be fortunate enough to be free of the stomping of elephants tromping down the stairs begging for sustenance for a few, precious

It is rare to find a quiet moment in my house. In fact, I can't recall the number of times that I have closed the bathroom door and seated myself for a few moments of privacy only to hear the inevitable, "Mom!" I just want five minutes or three minutes or even two. Heck, sometimes 30 seconds is good enough! But having moments of privacy is not part of the world order in my home because I have three sons. Well, four if you count my husband, and let's face it, he's probably got