On Fridays, or at the very least every other Friday, I pull the couches away from the wall and gather the many toys that Mikey has put back there during the week. Here is what I found yesterday.
And here just for you I have posed Santa Claus and Kit Fisto in a pile of fake puke in front of a charming white picket fence.
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I won’t tell anyone what I found in our closet a couple of times at Mikey’s age.
I mean YOUR closet.