Look for the director's cut, coming soon
I was telling a bedtime story to Jon, and when I finished, he said, "In a deleted scene...", then proceeded to provide additional details of the story I'd told him.
Do you want cheese with that whine?
I didn't realize that, along with every contagious disease that comes down the pike, that I would also catch the dreaded scourge of whining. I was at the doctor's office yesterday, loaded down with sweet little baby, when the receptionist handed me a three page document to fill out. "Do I have to do it now?" I whined.
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