...you reach into your jacket pocket and pull out a half-eaten, petrified stick of string cheese....and, instead of being grossed out, you marvel at how hard cheese gets.
...one of the highlights of your weekend is taking your son to the grocery store, so he can drive the "race car" buggy....and, your heart melts when he thanks you for buying him yogurt and milk.
Monday, February 7, 2011
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