Saturday, September 18, 2010
Saturday
Today Mom and Dad took me in a car ride across the city to see some friends from birthing class. When we arrived at a house I looked around to see if there were any other babies and sure enough there was another milk-guzzler like me. She was a bit smaller and she needed spit-up in her hair to get it to lay down. Her name was Shula. I told dad that I thought the football reference was cool, but he told me it had to do with the Bible, Shulamit something or other. Whatever. Then another milk-guzzler came in. She was balder than an eagle! I tried not to laugh too hard. Then I fell asleep. The end.
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