Wouldn't it be nice to be carried around all day? Fed when hungry? Clothed, changed, burped on command? Praised for being chubby? Ah, to be a baby again. If only I could get used to the strained peas.
You know, I love peas. Frozen peas. But just thinking of baby food peas makes me gag. All my kids love frozen peas. Except Sofia. Proof that she belongs to Christian. He hates 'em too. Les. Oh, and yes, it would be nice to be a baby...sometimes.
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You know, I love peas. Frozen peas. But just thinking of baby food peas makes me gag. All my kids love frozen peas. Except Sofia. Proof that she belongs to Christian. He hates 'em too.
Les.
Oh, and yes, it would be nice to be a baby...sometimes.
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