So Peter started complimenting me because I said I needed validation and instant gratification. We were discussing why I blog and why I took over stirring Monica's quinoa so I could send her in to read my new blog posts.
Peter: Wow, you're stirring that really well.
I think Benton really likes being held by you like that.
The spit-up stains on your shirt really aren't all that noticeable.
Andrea: You might think it's spit-up but it'snot.
Then he complimented my near perfect Chinese accent.
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wanna chew of tabbacca?
What an interesting blog post. And it is not at all confusing, not one little bit!
I prefer snot. It doesn't smell as bad as spit up. They're both gross, though. Reason 127 why I'll never be a mother.
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