Well the grass is always greener on the outside of the playpen - and the air tastes better too. Sometimes I like to try to taste the air on the outside -
ah, the sweet taste of freedom. Mommy doesn't know it, but I am really trying to eat my way out.
ah, the sweet taste of freedom. Mommy doesn't know it, but I am really trying to eat my way out.
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