At lunch, we learned that Bob is alllmooooost as tall as a salt shaker (and somewhat shaped like one as well).
Every day, my 12th grade twins give me a toy to bring to work. I send home pictures of how the toy is "helping" me, and then save them to this blog. (OK, obviously, we are not really doing this anymore. Teenagers, amiright?) It definitely makes work more fun. For me -- I can't speak for the poor toy. Please do not use any of my images or writing without contacting me for permission.
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Lil'Gal says, "thank you!" and Lil' Guy says, "poo poo!"
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