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“Is anyone coming over?”
“Are we going anywhere?”
These are the questions that my son asks EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.
Because pants.
But I don’t really blame him. I guess it runs in the family.
—
“Is anyone coming over?”
“Are we going anywhere?”
These are the questions that my son asks EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.
Because pants.
But I don’t really blame him. I guess it runs in the family.
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