Three days and this kid’s like the friggin’ Dukes of Hazzard over here.
Three days and this kid’s like the friggin’ Dukes of Hazzard over here.
Yeah. I don’t have a baby anymore.
We’re not at that point yet, yet that’s kind of the point.
To my little Sampson, one snip of his noggin was an act of war.
I was done saving his life from the giant chlorine cocktail.
The boy in my home today is unlike any I would have ever pictured.
Acceptance is about exposure and understanding.
I understood and, once you understand, you understand forever.
He’s not underfed or overfed. He’s just being fed.
He’s outgrowing my friggin’ shirts.
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