Mom and Dad tell me I’m getting new wood floors for my second birthday… I should have seen that coming.
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February 8th, 2011 at 9:13 pm
It beats a belly full of gall stones! Happy birthday!
February 8th, 2011 at 11:34 pm
Pretty small cake, too!
February 9th, 2011 at 4:57 pm
Do you get to take them with you when you turn 18? Happy Birthday, Schweetie!!