i can see my toes. i have really cute toes.
i can bend at the waist. so, drop something - i can pick it up now.
i have a lap. bring on the lap dances - just kidding.
i can do a zillion things with one hand. but am not ambidextrous.
i feel like a retired biohazard receptacle with leaking fissures.... sometimes.
we are living the fabulous life of a hermit crab family.
p'zilla and i are not getting enough sleep.
circumcised men should get anything and everything they want in life and their mothers should too. trust me. i know of what i speak.
b'zilla has an inny. we're a family of innys!
b'zilla looks like he's doing the hammer dance when he's really crying about something... which makes me move b'zilla arms and legs like he's doing the cabbage patch or the running man.... this is the highlight of my day. :)
i don't think k'zilla wants a little brother anymore. last night, i wasn't sure that p'zilla wanted him either...
setting the thermostat at 68 degrees is not comfortable. it's cold.
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