I met a dude today who bred knock-in mice. Interesting stuff.
Anyway, I’m tired, not just a little faced. L & I are ready for bed.
Remember Sunday mornings, when we were all itty bitty? Remember when I came home, cranky as hell that Taozer was mewling outside of my door?
Moms, I’d give any-goddamned-thing to get back there with you.