I dreamt that I was assisting Patricia Heaton in defeating these "human like" aliens from taking over our planet. Yep. The only way we could avoid their mind control was to eat this brown gum looking stuff...
I mean... I feel like I need therapy after that. I hadn't watched any movie and especially, nothing alien related.
Anyway.
On a less weird note. My baby is crazy.
He always wants my camera and since he broke the last one, I'm trying to be a stickler and not let him have it. This is the result.
Again. Since, he's wearing a new white shirt, I didn't let him play with the red marker. This is the result.
But, because he's bipolar, I gave him a crayon and he was all smiles.
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