Sometimes I wonder about him…

August 6th, 2008

Last night while I was helping KP out of the tub the following conversation took place.

KP:  I wish I was a tub.

Me:  Waaa…why?

KP:  Because then I could eat breakfast at night and I wouldn’t have a mom.


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