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My 11-year-old son went to the dentist yesterday. He officically has no more baby teeth and his 12-year-old molars are coming in... he's no longer a baby.
This morning I was driving Poxy Cleopatra (my 3-year-old with Chicken Pox) to a friend's place to stay for the day. The stop and go traffic made her car sick. She told me she had to barf and the only thing I had for her to barf in was the bag with my Tim Horton's doughnut... The sacrifices we make.
She got it all in the bag... what a trooper.
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- Old Man Luedecke
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