M*** is jumping on my bed saying, "look at me, Mom. I'm an octopus."
Me: "That's great honey."
M*** walks over to me and says, "come on whale, let's go."
Whale? Why do I have to be the whale? Why not a shark, or a dolphin? What a self-esteem booster.
Saturday, December 16, 2006
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Yeah, at least he is small. And with the one little small fin to signify a handicap, that is right on the money!!
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