“I don’t believe in boxing or Ultimate fighting.”
Her response?
“Oh…it exists.”
So imagine my contained laughter, when Zeke stops short in the toy isle and exclaims:
“Uh, oh…look Mommy, they have the punchin’ guys here.”
Over kill? Just a smidge.
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I knew I liked your mom for a reason.