My husband just walked up to me with a spray bottle pointed at my face and said, "Want to have a water fight?"
I side-glanced at him. "Yeah."
"I'm going to win."
I made a face.
"Unless your water broke and you sat on me. Then you would win. Except maybe not. Does amniotic fluid count? Either way, I think that would count as a win. So if your water breaks, don't sit on me."
Really?? Who is this guy?
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
water fight
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Allie Cox
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