"Hey Truett…why is there brown marker on your belly?"
"Um."
"It's bwown."
"I know. Why is it on your belly?"
"Um."
"I yike it!"
"Well, next time, keep it on the paper. Let's go take a bath."
"Awight. Swo-wee mama."
"You're cute Truett."
"Shanks."
The End
1 comment:
AND THIS is why....third children are ROTTEN and PRECIOUS. That's all. Love, Aunt Sha
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