I am soooooooo exhausted from trying to keep up with Mini Me. Dad, Pop, I have NO idea how you did it.
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June 2012
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Between the five year old version of our son Xander and the six month old version of me, I'm afraid that my husband is going to get baby fever. Or already has it. Fascinating. Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaddy! I wanna make anudder fort! An' Papa said we can has ice cream for dinner! I would just like to say . . . my kids are amazing. That is all. Just pretend this was posted earlier in the day. *coughs* This is decidedly inconvenient. What the hell did you do, Nakamura? We're supposed to be looking for Peter and my kids! Not teleporting exactly where we were! I certainly hope no one expects me to buy that load of tripe that I was just fed as an explanation as to why I am suddenly not where I'm supposed to be. Awesome, now I have a headache... voice post
I tant fine Tuddwes! . . . huh. Haven't done THAT in years. |