We have to drive into the city to pick up Big A--who’s, sadly, working nights most this week. And as I woke Li'l A by slipping a hoodie over his head for the ride, he got this totally Sophie’s Choice look. He's clutching Ninni (a.k.a. “stinky Goat Ninni,” his baby blanky) in one fist and Licky (equally stinkalicious except he’s a still somewhat adorable stuffed dog) in the other.
Can I bring them both?
This is the same kid who in his waking hours claims he’s too old to kiss me in public.
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Bad choice! :)
R.C., oh, i agree!
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