There are so many little dyings that it doesn't matter which of them is death.
Don’t you wish it was you…
December 15th, 2009
Your nose is sucked out
Your little tooth is brushed
Your face is washed
Your butt is dry and huggied
You are in a warm bed in a dark room
You have your soft blanket and your favorite plushie
You have a fresh bottle of water
And best of all your mommy gave you good night kisses
Nighty-night little monkies
Current Mood:
Twin Kisses & 
Twinnies
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