Same old thing, different season. In the summer it's sand boobies in the winter it's snow boobies. Here she is trying to give herself snow boobies like Daddy did when he buried her the day before.
No wonder I wasn't surprised that she strolled out in my bra today....the only thing shocking was how worn out it was. Geesh!
This seems so cathartic. I may have to start a Good God Mark! blog just so I can vent in a healthy manner. :)
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