times are a'changin people - they are a'changing, esp this week, it's been one of great hardship. my mother, bless her heart, is trying to teach me a thing or two...and it's not going as she plans. first off, she's trying to lose some lbs from when i moved out. so she places me on the ground why she does p90x. well naturally, i don't agree with this situation. so i've been slobbering up her shoes [tasty]. sorry, no pic. but so far i've tried flip-flops and sneaks....sneaks are my fav.
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| pondering the meaning of life |
secondly, she's been teaching me how to reach for her when i want up. all nice and dandy right? just wait...finally, she's also declared this week the end of binkihood. my mother claims it'll help me sleep through the night [work 3 nights in a row now... i call it a fluke]. so i've been making my opinion known by screaming more in the day [resulting in her leaving me alone to cry it out] and screaming at night. all while incorporating the 2nd skill she's been teaching me.
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| our last day together - oh how i miss you pasi |
just imagine, cute little me in my footie jams, eyes full of tears and my pouty mouth, reaching for my mommy.....pure genius. it hasn't worked yet but i know she's gonna crack any day now. dad has.
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| i'll crack her.... just you wait. |
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