Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Blake was looking in the mirror brushing his teeth and says:

"AUUGGHHHHRRRAAA! I don't want to go to school!"
moi: "Why?"
Blake: "Because my face!"
moi: "What's wrong with your face, it's adorable!"
Blake: "Well, not anymore! I got a scratch on it!"

Griff left with a binder full of paper, and I said, "What are you doing with that?" he said, "I'm working on a book that I'm hoping to get published." Allllllrighty-then!

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