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My leg has a very active hump life. By the usual suspects ( the dogs) and the not so usual (my son). Riley is merrily humping away while I try to type.He was originally sitting on my lap, then moved to just one leg, then moved to humping. When I'm doing my crunches at night, he'll hop onto my stomach and jump up and down like hes on a trampoline.
We are watching Sesame Street. While I love Elmo, I hate Zoe. Shes always causing trouble. Shes going to cause a lot of young boys to be very suspicious of girls. Shes always pulling the , "Oh I didn't mean to!" routine and shes nagging and annoying.
This is impossible. Suddenly Riley has a million a-boo-boos and needs me to kiss them all.
We are watching Sesame Street. While I love Elmo, I hate Zoe. Shes always causing trouble. Shes going to cause a lot of young boys to be very suspicious of girls. Shes always pulling the , "Oh I didn't mean to!" routine and shes nagging and annoying.
This is impossible. Suddenly Riley has a million a-boo-boos and needs me to kiss them all.