After the horrific cries of Not Getting To Play With Friends In YEARS and My Most Boringest Day EVER, coupled with I Never Get To Watch The Shows I Want To Watch and When Can I Do All The Things I Want to Do? David and I walked down the hall to find The Boy kicked back in his recliner playing PlayStation. 
Cracked us up. All he needs is a small table with a drink and he'd be good to go.
Cracked us up. All he needs is a small table with a drink and he'd be good to go.
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