so it begins
It was a morning like most other mornings. A crabby Mommy on the computer. A Papa putting on his suit. A baby on the floor, wanting the one toy that happens to be completely out of reach.
SCREAMINGSCREAMINGSCREAMINGMOANINGMOANINGSREAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMINGGGGG
*silence*
I turn around.
He has the toy.
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No pix?
YIKES.
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