This right here is why I don't want kids. Who wants to touch that icky mess? I'll tell you this, that baby would be stuck in his seat until the gooey, slobbery cake mix was dried and crusted. Until then I wouldn't be touching it. Now I wouldn't object to wheeling the baby outside and spraying him down with the garden hose . . .
Jimmy - you don't know what you're missing!! This is the best part about being a parent!! You were once an oooey gooey, slobbery baby - o wait - now you're just an oooey; gooey; slobbery adult...
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This right here is why I don't want kids. Who wants to touch that icky mess? I'll tell you this, that baby would be stuck in his seat until the gooey, slobbery cake mix was dried and crusted. Until then I wouldn't be touching it. Now I wouldn't object to wheeling the baby outside and spraying him down with the garden hose . . .
After that comment, I'm glad you don't have kids!
Lindsay -Oh my gosh, hysterical. I love it.
Jimmy - you don't know what you're missing!! This is the best part about being a parent!! You were once an oooey gooey, slobbery baby - o wait - now you're just an oooey; gooey; slobbery adult...
Well I guess that's the last time you'll get any more love from me during a volleyball game . . .
please I know better. ehugs to you. ;)
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