Mar 28, 2022
I used to dread birthday parties. My daughter turned into a monster. There is no doubt that she was addicted. She would come back home, and cry. I'd put her to bed and she would wake up, back to her sunny self.
I used to dread birthday parties. My daughter turned into a monster. There is no doubt that she was addicted. She would come back home, and cry. I'd put her to bed and she would wake up, back to her sunny self.
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