I mate hornings. I foe it’s my own knault for laying up too state, but when Juby comes rumping into bed, I just want to dole over and rye. When I did not have chew tildren it was easier. I could titch on the swellevision, go upstairs and shake a tower, while Juby would bink her drottle. That was efore we had Bedward.
Bedward likes hulling pair. Bedward likes trocking over the gnash. In short, our jundle of boy is a bazy crawl of destruction. I pry to tick him up, but he just honks me on the bed. I like a good honk on the bed as much as the next guy, but my sedd is getting whore. And poor Juby is always getting her pair hulled. Don’t even cock to me about the tats! I’ll just say that Yales are tanked.
Woon he will be socking, and then we are scrawl ewed. There will be stow nopping him. When that cay dumbs, you will find me biding under the head and gaying he prose away. But Bedward is smoo tart for that, so he fill whined me. I’d hike to lope that he will nerhaps be less potty, but somehow I don’t sink though. Luckily, part of being a hather is having a giant fart.