"I would if someone would extricate their foot from my posterior." Calvin groaned.
"I'll do that as soon as soon as Kalie gets off of me!"
"Kalie!"
"Don't rush me! I'm getting up!"
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"I would if someone would extricate their foot from my posterior." Calvin groaned.
"I'll do that as soon as soon as Kalie gets off of me!"
"Kalie!"
"Don't rush me! I'm getting up!"
"Daddy? Why are you on the floor?"
"Because I'm a dumbass. And don't ever repeat that."
Camille and Kalie both had '?'s over their heads.
"'Kay. But why're you a bad word?"
"Ask your mother."
Annie's face lit-up. "Mama?"
"Did I stutter?"
Calvin, don't be mean.
"Mama!" Annie darted into her room.
"Oof! Careful, sweetheart. That hurt."
Calvin pried his way out and walked in, brandishing an apple. "Here, you need something in you."
Maya's nose wrinkled.
((Also a bad sign. And she wouldn't be able to process an apple. She needs, like, soup.))
((Tell him that.))
"No apple? Okay then, want applesauce?"
((She doesnt know it.))
Maya shook her head.
Calvin frowned and crossed his arms. ""Seriously, work with me here."
My stomach hurts when I think about eating. I just wanna sleep.
Then you may do so.