Just a few minutes ago, and while I was enjoying the quiet and drinking my coffee, JT clomped downstairs wearing his Indian costume and shouting, "I'm JT. Fear this. I'm JT. Fear this." It would seem that my weekend may contain greater adventure than I expected.
I like to think that the Mama who washes the clothes, feeds the boy, reads the daily story, and otherwise makes life warm and cuddly should have just a bit less to fear......I guess that I'll find out.
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