wofats

summertime...
and the livin is easy....
fish are jumpin, and the cotton is high...
your daddy's rich
and your momma's good lookin,
so hush little baby, don't you cry...

better late than never, eh, honey? hope you found some sleep. i won't call and ask

i would sing you the song i sang to my daughter when she was a tiny little thing...but then i'd have to kill you...

two words: Tylenol PM