Ryan communicates with the baby by getting me to open my mouth and yelling down my throat.
"My name is Ryan, baby! You can come out now!"
last minute making {blogmas day 22}
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5 comments:
That is so funny!
I think that is one of the sweetest things I have read in some time!
Except he's wrong. It needs to stay put just a biiiit longer!
Lets not think about how he's going to communicate with the baby during labour :P
T says I should be grateful he didn't think to yell up the other end. Believe me, I am.
And yes, I told him I'd be the boss of it's arrival, thank you very much.
Snort! Alexander asked me why I'd eaten Sam.
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