Poor 49ers

Even though the home team lost, somebody still had a great day.


I also have to note that we had a disturbing report from school.
Apparently Brendan faked a cough, and then pointed to his mouth and said, ‘I sick’. Rob and I did not believe our son was capable of such a charade. We had never seen him do anything like that – but with a little coaxing, he repeated the performance for us. Next thing you know, he’ll be sticking the thermometer on the lightbulb when I’m not looking.

So who would ever think that in the hushed silence of a therapist’s office or within the deepest places of a confidential relationship, someone dares to boldly admit the unthinkable: “I…well…uh…uh…ur…don’t like my mother.” Whether this sentiment is stated bluntly or expressed in so many ways, this “confession” requires the most trusting of relationships to cialis online without prescription be explored fully. Apart from these, back pain and ringing in ears are two more side effects sometimes occurred if it is consumed order cheap levitra wrongly. Zenegra contains deeprootsmag.org sildenafil viagra generico with Sildenafil citrate which is also known as the key ingredient of the original and show parallel effects on male sexual potency. One should not viagra sale buy here consider it as treatment to erectile dysfunction.
He did however, suddenly decide to change Mickey Mouse’s diaper. He looked at Mickey, said, ‘Oh No!!!’ and went over to pull out the diaper pad and a fresh diaper. I thought it was cute that he was playing make believe, and then Brendan showed me the poop – a tiny painted on tail that looked like… well, it looked like Mickey needed a fresh diaper. Brendan wrapped one of his diapers around Mickey like a blanket, and frankly we haven’t had any further issues from Mickey. Good job Brendan.

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