Here's to the kid who whines about dinner every single night.
Here's to the kid who yells at me.
Here's to the sunshine kid turned sassy.
Here's to all my favorite foods that I can't eat anymore.
And here's to Sundays, when I can nap. It will all be better when I wake up. Or just easier.
Farewell, Sweet Office
14 years ago
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Hey did you get the picture I texted you about what's for dinner. HA HA
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