Babysitter
I overheard My Mom talking about leaving me with a babysitter! Help! I've never been left with a babysitter! I don't want one! Help, help! She won't tuck me into bed right. She won't know how to say, "Good morning, Sister Panther Rose." She won't smell like My Mom. I don't want a babysitter! I want My Mom!
Monday, April 12, 2010
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