Yesterday, I met a boy. Not just any boy, ’cause I meet boys all the time. I mean, I don’t want to sound all slutty or anything, but with the “Mommy and Me,” “Kindermusik,” and “Gymborie,” I do meet my fair share of guys. Anywho, READ MORE
Yesterday, I met a boy. Not just any boy, ’cause I meet boys all the time. I mean, I don’t want to sound all slutty or anything, but with the “Mommy and Me,” “Kindermusik,” and “Gymborie,” I do meet my fair share of guys. Anywho, READ MORE
That is a serious LOVE CONNECTION. I’m kinda jealous.
Oh, a Pink Floyd fan. Keep your eye on that one 🙂
Farts never get old and they are always funny. Unless I get accidentally hotboxed by mommy and daddy while we’re all taking a nap.
I know right, he could be the one, though I prefer the Stones. Whateves. Farts, ha ha.
Better watch this Love connection. Pretty soon Ryan might be asking Mr. Pink Floyd to come play in her “sandbox”
I love love love your baby stuff. It just cracks me up.