Baby come on
I lived for you and me,
And now I really come to see,
That life would be much better once you're gone.
I know that I can't take no more
It ain't no lie,
I wanna see you out that door
Baby, bye, bye, bye...
(for those not in the know, it's a diaper pail...and we are done with it...happy dance, happy dance, hurray, hurray, hurray!!!)
4 comments:
Congrats on your break up!
Whoohoo! Doing the happy dance for you. I remember once my twins were potty trained it felt like my husband had gotten a raise. I felt like a free woman :)
I'm jealous, jealous, jealous! I swore that the last package of diapers I bought for Sissy would be it! But......doesn't look like that's gonna happen.
Thanks for thiis
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