Observations of a crabby dad.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
The Crabapple Doesn't Fall Far from the Crabtree...
This morning, Miss O complained that her bowl of Cinnamon Life tasted like "
This afternoon, she grabbed my shirt pocket and pulled it until it ripped.
Tonight, she was crying at bedtime because none of her teeth are loose yet.
Methinks she's going through "the change" again.
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