Jenna slept on our floor again last night. She didn't even wake us up. She just crept into our room, and lay down on the floor, and went to sleep. When Scott asked her why she came into our room last night, she said, "Because I need you." Claire also slept all night--not a peep out of her. Scott woke her up at 630 this morning. Why doesn't this ever happen on a weekend?
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- stewbie2
- My name is Stephanie, but you may call me "stewbie." I live in the thriving metropolis of Houston, Tx., and from my loins have sprung two beautiful baby girls--Jenna and Claire. I'm not mean, but I am horribly sarcastic. I consider it a gift. I work full-time as Social Media expert/Digital Marketing director, edit on the side, and am usually at the gym or the theatre--pick one. Although I have a BA and MLA in Literature, I still use serial commas and sometimes, I use the semicolon incorrectly. Oh, and I also have a hairless cat. His name is "Tito."
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