What am I, Margaret, chopped liver? Ok, ok, you're right. He doesn't look like me at all. But he burps and farts all the time, he doesn't clean up after himself, all he wants to do is play with the computer, and when he's sick he wants Meaghan to comfort him and make him jello. He's got to have my genes in there somewhere. (Ok, so I lied about the jello. Just give him a year and that will come, too.)
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Breath-taking photos. Time to sign him up for the Old Navy baby models.
These are fantastic photos! He is getting to look more and more like you, Meaghan. Big beautiful blue eyes, and darling dimples!
What am I, Margaret, chopped liver? Ok, ok, you're right. He doesn't look like me at all. But he burps and farts all the time, he doesn't clean up after himself, all he wants to do is play with the computer, and when he's sick he wants Meaghan to comfort him and make him jello. He's got to have my genes in there somewhere. (Ok, so I lied about the jello. Just give him a year and that will come, too.)
And why hasn't Old Navy called yet, Ingrid?
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