ON ODORS
James: *sniff sniff* Something smells really good.
Corban: *looks around* It's not me, Dad!
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ON EXTROVERSION
Corban, upon hearing the front door shut in the middle of nap time: Moom. Moooooom. *cries, while I walk upstairs*
Me: There's still a long time left for your nap, sweetheart. What...
22 December, 2013
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