What is your deal, pickle?
Geez, for the last three nights you have been in rare form. It is like you have fast-forwarded to the glorious teen years in less than a week.
Maybe you are po'd because you realized you have a baby mullet and I won't cut it.
Or perhaps it is because you found out that we really stay up after you go to bed and watch all the cool shows?
Grrr...
I thought we had a moment of tenderness when I was trying to comfort you and rock you to sleep. You reached your sweet little baby hand up to my face and touched it gently...I soon realized that you were trying to pull my brain out through my nose, but hey...it was nice while it lasted.
Here's hoping tomorrow is a better day.
1 comment:
She is po'd because she realized she has a baby mullet and you won't cut it :)
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