Ok, so I'm getting ready to brush Eszter's teeth (Daddy-o, that is) and plop her up onto the counter next to the sink. She has a mini-slinky in her hands, stretches it out and lets go of one end, looks up at herself in the mirror and exclaims "entertainer!"
I'm _really_ in for it, am I not?
Monday, March 27, 2006
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You're so busted. She's gonna want to be on American Idol as soon as she understands what it's about. And wouldn't she look cute in a Mustang when she's famous?!?
I'm gonna start attacking again... I KNOW there's stuff going on in your lives that you need to post about here.
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