“Do I have something on my face?”
Uh…Sarah?
Where’s your pants?
“The dog took ‘em.”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
In the meantime my oldest daughter, who used to be crazy, is working to become a proper young lady.
Gone are the days of pantless dancing.
Although she does still have a little of the wild child in her. The bangs in her eyes make her “feel cool.”
Who am I kidding? They’re all crazy!
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