The King is on an emergency run to
Wal-Mart for
Mylicon drops. I can't believe we don't have any in the house but we don't. It seems Mr. Buster has a bit of a tummy ache tonight. Or at least I think he does. He is grumpy, that's for absolute sure. The only way he's happy is if I am swaying him singing "Baby" by Justin
Bieber. Yes, only that song works, and yes I know the words. What has become of me????
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