Update: We're waiting at the bus stop for Sloane to get home and Quinn is chowing on this apple like its fried cake. I'm not even going to try to take it from her until she passes out half way through eating it.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Screw you, that's my apple!
I don't care if its bigger than my head or that its the last one and you really wanted it...I'm taking it, taking one bite and throwing on the floor. Why? Because screw you, that's why! The same reason I took bubble solution and rubbed it all over my head!
Update: We're waiting at the bus stop for Sloane to get home and Quinn is chowing on this apple like its fried cake. I'm not even going to try to take it from her until she passes out half way through eating it.
Update: We're waiting at the bus stop for Sloane to get home and Quinn is chowing on this apple like its fried cake. I'm not even going to try to take it from her until she passes out half way through eating it.
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