Dear Diary,
It's been a long five days, and I been workin' like a dog.
It's been a long five days, and I been workin' like a dog.
So, I think it goes without saying, but I'm beat. I feel a milk chug comin' on.
Later,
Ethan
650 sq. ft. main floor. One rapidly balding dad. One overtired mother. One nitrous-powered two year old. One newborn. Let the drama begin.
So, I think it goes without saying, but I'm beat. I feel a milk chug comin' on.
Later,
Ethan
2 comments:
Glad to see some new posts! I love the picture of him with his lips pursed and his big eyes! Hope that you guys are doing well. Been thinking of you...
Hang in there Ethan! I know it's tough going at first, but things get a bit easier yet, trust me. Pretty soon you'll be on easy street, with everything taken care of for you, until of course you hit puberty, but i wouldn't worry too much about that yet.
Tell your parents i say hi!
Dan (Your dad and uncle Mark's friend)
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