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July 28, 2006



oh, how i remember my son checking out every bathroom when we were out! we used to joke about it. maybe it's a boy thing.


Well hon, you taught him the whole fireman thing and now he has to practice his aim every chance he gets... :-) That or he never wants to get caught having to wait till you get home again.

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