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Monday, September 23, 2013

she lives for the applause

 
 
I liberty the claws, the claws, the claws
I liberty the claws claws, liberty the claws claws
The way the chinchilla squeaks at me
I liberty the claws, the claws, the claws.

Posted by Type B Mom Stays at Home at 2:17 PM

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  1. Tiffany at Hard LacquerSeptember 23, 2013 at 2:21 PM

    I love the overturned chair. Henry is a beast!

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    1. Type B Mom Stays at HomeSeptember 23, 2013 at 2:30 PM

      And no plant on the plant stand. . .he had long disposed of it. This is from a few months ago. We took away the chairs after he scaled the counter-height table and grabbed onto the chandelier. I saw him just as he was rocking back for a swing. . .

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  2. Tiffany at Hard LacquerSeptember 23, 2013 at 2:21 PM

    I love the overturned chair. Henry is a beast!

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