I wish I could capture the monologue that's going on while he does this week's job of washing the breakfast dishes, but it's so rambling and half mumbled... He is so happy, off in his own little world. I don't think he even remembers I'm here in the kitchen with him.
What in the world am I going to do once these babies grow up??
What in the world am I going to do once these babies grow up??
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