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Spaghettios With Sliced Us
now, with more us.
Monday, September 3, 2007
Friday.
I have been bathing like a fool. Look at this prime real estate. And the toys. I don't know what to stick in my mouth first.
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Caffeine addict. Slightly distracted mom. Grocery Store afficianado. Unfortunate expert in Developmental Dysplasia of the Hip.
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