Poor Keegs, fell asleep on his coat zippers and woke up looking like Frankenstein!!
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You know, I am getting quite sick (pardon the pun) of cleaning up barf from not only my children's beds, but my own. Why, why! Why do they first hurl in their own bed, then repeat the performance in mine? Gross, I tell you! First Phoenix in the wee hours of Friday morning, and today Keegan. I hope that Tyger isn't next (or God forbid, me!)
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A very happy birthday today to our friend Dave, who turns 33 years young!
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