*sigh*
The due date is past. The bun is still in the oven, and my wife feels like Jabba the Hutt. My baby is lazy and missed its chance to share a birthday with Big Daddy James. Is this the first sting of parental disappointment?
The due date is past. The bun is still in the oven, and my wife feels like Jabba the Hutt. My baby is lazy and missed its chance to share a birthday with Big Daddy James. Is this the first sting of parental disappointment?