Because They Are Not My Children
They are cute.
They are smart.
They are possibly the cutest, smartest grandest kids in the world.
They like playing.
They get excited about little things.
They like playing with me.
They look like other people I’m related to.
They have good parents.
They have parents.
They go to bed early.
1 comment:
I like the last reason and I am sure that the parents do too.
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