Bedtime. I am lying in bed with Anna.
She sticks her hand down the back of her Pull-Up.
"There's something puffy...
it's not poo...
It's a dried rice cake."
Friday, February 09, 2007
This Will Never Be Topped
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Bedtime. I am lying in bed with Anna.
She sticks her hand down the back of her Pull-Up.
"There's something puffy...
it's not poo...
It's a dried rice cake."
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