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he boys had been a handful ever since they returned home from school. Chuck Jr. pitched a fit about doing his homework, not wanting to tear himself away from watching some awful war movie on television that was nothing but loud explosions and soldiers screaming at one another. Then, after Robin finally switched off the TV set and got him sitting at the kitchen table in front of his math worksheets, he squirmed and belly-ached like enduring a form of parental t*****e.
Twenty minutes later, after pulling teeth to keep him in his chair and do the best he could, it was bath time, and an all-out meltdown broke out between the boys. Chuck Jr. refused to take a bath with Mikey, and Mikey refused to bathe alone. Robin finally threw her hands up and instructed both boys to just clean up with a
