Last week Andrew and I joined forces and worked on building a fence worthy to contain pigs. It was close to 100 degrees all day long.
Not once did that lil' feller complain about being hot. He opened gates, fetched for tools, and helped me all day long. Thanks to him our little piglets will have a nice home (for a few months).
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He gets it from you, you know.
You're a good Papa.
You may be a good papa, but you're a terrible blogger. Where's the new post? I know you want to blog about musicals. Let it out, man!
Hey! What's the new work adventure?
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