Wednesday, January 25, 2012
You can't argue with tha...OW
As I'm sitting on the potty and Laura is aware of my immobility, she decided to fix my hair. She was very eagerly twisting and tying and generally making me nervous. When I asked her if she was trying to braid it or tie it in knots, she said, "No, I'm making it pretty for the masquerade ball!"
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