July 5, 2006 @ 5:39 am | Filed under: These People Crack Me Up
Beanie: “Mommy, know how much I love you?”
Me: “How much?”
Beanie: “One hundred loves and eighteen likes.”
Why Enunciation Matters
Sometimes These Things Just Write Themselves
Random Acts of Espionage?
I don’t know what I was thinking
It’s possible we’re a wee bit distracted today.