This morning I pulled out of the driveway with the kids. As we often do, we said goodbye to the cat. “Goodbye Doodee” I called. (Don’t ask why we call our cat Doodee. I blame my husband.) “Goodbye Doodee” said Will. “Goodbye Poophead” chimed in Sydney. I giggled. Great, no wonder the kid says poophead. [Read More]
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