This is child labour! I demand my rights! I'm calling Social Services ... as soon as I can figure out how this dang telephone thingamejig works. Mum... Where's the phone book? Ah forget it... nap time.
Why 'Carabeth Coping'? It all started many years ago as I stood looking at a puddle of honey on the carpet. I wondered what Martha Stewart would do. I realized that 1) it wouldn't have happened to her and 2) she'd have one of her minions clean it up. I thought to myself that if what Martha is doing is called living then I must be coping.
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This is child labour! I demand my rights! I'm calling Social Services ... as soon as I can figure out how this dang telephone thingamejig works. Mum... Where's the phone book? Ah forget it... nap time.
Craig, is that you putting words in my baby's mouth?
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