Broken Pretzels
Daily lessons from the life of a mom with two wild little girls.
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
On Babies
J: I was born out of a rock.
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J: (while pretending to nurse a baby-doll) My baby is thirsty. She was crying. So I'm feeding her milk out of my bones.
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We might need to go over some things before she gets much older...
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