Last Friday evening Alyssa fell out of her booster chair onto the kitchen floor and split open her chin. So...she has stitches. Fast forward to today at lunch when I asked her to say the lunch prayer.
"...and thank thee that the doctor can take out my whiskers tomorrow and that I named my bat Batty..."
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At least she gets them removed...
At least she gets them removed...
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