This is why I’m yawning.
That’s daddy at 1230AM trying to get you to stay asleep. You barely ate, but at least you didn’t spit it up on me like you did Friday or to Uncle Han today. Mom is okay with you becoming a priest. Who knows? If you have kids, they might be easy. But so far, you’ve been torturing us. At least you’re good with most other people…
No comments:
Post a Comment