Me: Why do we live here?
Him: Here as in our house or Oregon?
Me: Oregon.
Him: Because I had to find you. We can go now.
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- I get their sippy cups, wipe their bums and kiss their owies. I am Their Giant.
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please don't go
kari we have a deal you know....
ps that little boy is adorable
I want to go too. I didn't mind the rain before I was a mother but now that it keeps the kids in the house day after day after day after day... I can only handle so many extra loads of wet dirty clothes from playing in the rain.
Wait, what? You can't go. Unless you come live near me. And commit to moving every time I do. And then you would hate me, so that might not be the best plan. But seriously. It won't rain forever, right?
Not funny, Magee!
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