
I love my daddy. He loves me, so why is he gone all day? I mean, doesn't he want to spend time with me? He leaves all day to look in other peoples disgusting mouths and smell their rotting breath.
I'm adorable, and yet he prefers to spend his time with them earning minor dunkets at a thankless job.
So I was thinking about it. Why do people work? And then I figured it out: They sell their time to get enough money to buy it back.
-Paige
1 comment:
She is beautiful. I miss her already. It was so fun to spend time with all of you at Christmas. Keep the pictures coming, I love seeing how much she changes.
Love, Grandma Thuet
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