You will be stunned, awe-struck, impressed, snuggled, and happier than you can remember being ever before. Read on.
Now that D can drive, I will make him transport us to 4-player chess tournaments (like, 2 people on each side), and we will slaughter the opposition. You watch.Oh, oh! Remember when D backed my car out of your driveway? That was so mature of him.
ALSO, NicUnCool, the first conversation I ever remember us having was where you told me about a dream where tiny Derek Jobe was throwing poisonous cupcakes at you. Or muffins. Maybe they were poisonous muffins. Anyway, he was, like, 5 in that dream, because was 5 at that time. Crasy.
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