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[Nov. 27th, 2011|09:43 pm] |
If my brother or sister produce any more children, I'm going to go bankrupt. I can not step foot into a children's store without walking out of there with carts of baby paraphernalia that I don't even know what to do with.
These kids are going to be the death of me. If only they weren't so damn cute and irresistible.
I mean how can a woman say no to over-sized stuffed animals and miniature booties? |
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