A Tisket, A Tasket
We don't like the basket!
Grandma put us in a laundry basket when we wandered into the laundry room. It was okay when we were in it one at a time, but we definitely don't like being in there together. We've shared enough cramped spaces in our lives already!
Grandma put us in a laundry basket when we wandered into the laundry room. It was okay when we were in it one at a time, but we definitely don't like being in there together. We've shared enough cramped spaces in our lives already!
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Uh-oh, I mixed up my comments. Sorry, Guys. The comment I put for the cake was supposed to go down here under the pictures of you in the basket. The comment I was going to leave under the cake pictures was that I sympathize with you on the sarcasm your parents use with you. My mommy and daddy sit me in the high chair when they eat really good-looking food. They tell me that I will be getting some of it "later". I understand what Mommy means by the joke, but to tell you the truth, "it" all tastes the same.
Linus
My comment too is misplaced--for some reason the video won't let me comment, but I must say . . . those giggles are precious! Gosh what a cute little laugh!
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