So you go through this amazing, surreal, frightening, primal, other-worldly experience. You stay in the hospital for the next day or two being served meals, checked on by nurse, midwife, nurse practitioner , pediatrician, infant nurse, plumber, electrician... you get the idea. And then there like, "Okay. You can go now." They're nice about it, and really, it is time to get on home, but then you realize what that means; "They are actually letting us leave as a family of three when we only came here as a couple. I feel kind of light-headed, is my forehead sweating? I don't know what the hell to do and I read a bunch of damn books...." You get the idea. And there is the problem; BOOKS. I'm a teacher. I love reading, I promote it, I think I can say that I use books every single day of my life. I don't think I am going to feel bad about saying this, Sometimes reading too much about one topic can be a mistake. I have used books to learn to bui...
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Hey BeeBao, let's dance, I'll Lead,
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Hmmm, Let me think about that for a moment.
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Hey Bee Bao, Look at that cute chick over there.
#2. What do you MEAN the stork didn't deliver us?? Boris, are ya sure? Woah, i gotta think about this for a sec...
#3. Psssssst....newsfash dude. Willie is SO Live Aid 1985! Don't ya know it's all about The Man in Black??
Jonah: Mmm, your cheeks are so round and plump, I gotta suck on 'em, lemme at 'em!
BeeBao: I think Jonah thinks I'm his first "solid food"!
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BeeBao: Get your hands off me, my cheeks are only for my mom to kiss!
(Jonah is trying to hold himself back and is fixated on those big cheeks which resemble the source of the goodness of mother's milk.)
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BeeBao: Geez, man, I'm not your freakin armrest.
Jonah: Man, I dig BeeBao, he is a good friend, even if he won't let me suck on his cheeks.