Daniel, the other day, while looking out the window at our minivan he calls Mimi: “Crash, Mimi.” And today, pointing upstairs, “Daddy, sick.” I hope he isn’t psychic.
Daniel, the other day, while looking out the window at our minivan he calls Mimi: “Crash, Mimi.” And today, pointing upstairs, “Daddy, sick.” I hope he isn’t psychic.
