My eldest son used to jump up in my bed when he was around 2 years old and carefully pile every pillow in the house on top of me. As I lay there, pleasantly smothered I could here his little voice asking me...
"...are you BASHED, daddy?...you BASHED?"
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
HELLO WEEN!
We had a fun night! For some reason our neighborhood was REALLY in to giving out candy - but hardly ANY kids were out...GOOD FOR US...WE CLEANED UP!
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