So I didn't like to leave that last depressing post at the top. Here's a picture of what Reese and I were doing yesterday...spinning together in the kitchen until we're both stumbing around like drunken frat partiers and his eyes do that crazy cat clock thing where they got back and forth of their own will. Terribly amusing. Tell me this is child abuse. I dare you. Excuse me. I have to go throw up now. Three year olds have insatiable appetites for spinning.
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