In just a few very long, work-filled, travel-nightmared-out hours, I'll be able to do this very thing with this tiny, loveable baby. Although, there will be quite a few differences. I won't have just gotten my hair done and look like a frizzed out freak, I won't have make-up on, I won't be awesomely tan and I will be swollen and gross from the amount of junk I've been eating.
But, before I even get to SEE him, I need to finish a project at work tomorrow, fold piles of laundry, and oh yeah, run a 10k. Good luck slacker.
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