Me, "Jared, will you smell Finn's bum and let me know if he's stinky?"
Jared, sniff sniff.
Me, "So is he stinky? What does it smell like?"
Jared, "I dunno, it just smells like baby."
Me, "I can't believe Finn will be 1 month soon."
Jared, "OH FINN, you're graduating from newborness."
Me, "Are we still newlyweds?"
Jared, "We're freshlyweds:)"
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?
Friday, June 26, 2009
Conversations with Jared
Posted by Alice at 7:13 PM
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i like freshlyweds. i think baby poop smells like buttered popcorn.
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