I got an email from my brother-in-law, headed up 'In the car this afternoon.'
The four-year-old: I got a new husband.
The six-year-old: Why?
The four-year-old: Cos. It's my wedding day.
The six-year-old: What's wrong with your other husband?
The four-year-old: He's dead.
I am going to start getting suspicous when she's up to husband number six.
Boys, be very afraid.
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LK, the sad part is that soon she'll only care about pleasing boys and making them like her.
Le sigh.
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