We embark on the voyage of our oldest turning one year closer to the beloved teen stage. She believes she should have 16 candels on the cake, but we negotiated 9. This cap'n Rob Dog has never sailed his ship through teen girl infested waters...Might as well walk the plank, eh mates? Looks like the ol' man has rubbed off on her as she shows a great interest in her PS2 eye toy, even brings a tear the toughest pirate's eye... good thing me patch can hide it. What makes a pirate ever so proud is that his only son is already developing a fine nitch for the more masculine things in life, polly pockets. This has me wantin to walk the plank too.
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