$aucy
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« on: August 05, 2008, 01:23:01 pm » |
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yea ever since my son could walk, i swear, my house is never been the same.
it's always a wreck. the more organized i've tried to keep it, it never stays clean for more than a day.
my floors are constantly sticky from him spilling his juice. and i'm constantly moppin it up.
i find food in the strangest areas of my house, like left over waffle in his toy trunk.
i always make him eat on his high chair, how it finds it way in there is still a mystery to me.
he's broken many wicks off my candles. cracked all our glass chess peices. wasted rolls and rolls of toilet paper.
*sigh.
but i wouldnt trade him for the world.
same goes with my shoes. he has a habit of going in to my closet and wearing my shoes and his dads shoes. i have to constantly search for my other shoes.
there are so
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