Heard all together too often around the Cunningham/D'Andrea household as of late:
"Baby, look how ____ my ____ is!"
"Oh my God, your ____ are ____!"
"Um, why are my ____ purple?"
"Good lord, why do I have ____ here?"
"Holy shit, is that a ___ on your ____?"
"I'm having a meltdown because I just discovered a ____!"
Yes, Gentle Reader, the continued physical joys of pregnancy are never-ending. And you will thank me for sparing you the details. Tim is not so lucky.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
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