Wednesday, February 04, 2004

Poor Big Daddy. His unmentionables are all washed and folded and returned to the bag he brought them in. Now he tells us he'll have to sneak them into the house and put them away when Girl is napping. She insists that she can do laundry herself. Maybe a little later, Girl, but not right now.

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