< Somewhere in the Middle of America
2003
One Year Old >

[No comments] : Tonight I insisted that Atticus let me brush his teeth. Trying to use the logic of a three-year-old, I said, "Atticus I HAVE to brush your teeth; there is dirt on them." To which he replied, "It's not dirt, Momma--it's chocolate!!!"


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