Hugs on Christmas
And sliding down the stairs...
Sliding down the stairs
And the girls have something to say to grandma...
Merry Christmas Grandma
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| A new housing development went up this Christmas morning.... |
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| Mommy, Daddy, Brielle, Rianne, Teagan, and Elise... |
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| Teagan's moving in furniture... |
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| And trying to find a place for all the babies. |
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| Rianne's got one baby in the bathtub and two at the changing station. Wow, Rianne, you're a really good nanny... |
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| Rianne: Daddy, my babies are swimming. Teagan: My babies sit up and behave... |
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| Teagan: This one's not behaving. C'mon baby, sit up... |
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| I give up, the babies just do what they want... |
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| Are the babies a metaphor for us I wonder... |
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| Wow, Rianne, you got the girls to sit in the tub and play nicely... |
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| Papa, drink your orange juice, it's good for your anti-oxygen, no anti-oxiclean, no anti-oxident, wait, no hyphen and "dens" means tooth, so it's spelled antioxidant...whatever, drink it... |
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| There's the puppy's dog food... |
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| Eat your food doggy. |
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| The puppies are dirty, they need a bath... |
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| Baby goes potty in the potty... |
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| What about Brielle? Brielle go potty in the potty? |
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| No, daddy, baby go potty in the potty, I Brielle goes potty in the Dora. The baby isn't a metaphor for me, that's silly... |
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| Oh, what smells. Ooops, daddy, Brielle needs changed. |
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