Mama: Bear, you’re turning two tomorrow.
Bear: Noooooo.
Pop: Did you see the irony?
My baby is two tomorrow. I can’t believe it.
boys are noises with dirt on them. life is messy, but i wouldn't have it any other way.
Mama: Bear, you’re turning two tomorrow.
Bear: Noooooo.
Pop: Did you see the irony?
My baby is two tomorrow. I can’t believe it.