Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Just Gotta Say...

Not much time to write much at all since Matt took off, but I need to comment that every time I go into Gabe's room to feed him at night, I nearly pass out from the stink. He has the nastiest farts in the history of mankind, excluding only his father and perhaps the involuntary functions of a rotting, bloated corpse. And this special fog seems to escape and congregate around the crib at night. I don't have proof, but I'm getting suspicious, Gabey! No offense kid, but pew!

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