Jakob is the only one at home with me during the school hours. I was making baby blankets and he wanted to help. I put him to work ironing ( I hate to iron and I am pretty good at getting out of it). So I asked Jakob to iron. He is really good at it. He even asked if he could iron his shirts upstairs. I of course said yes.
Maybe this is why Jeff insists on calling our next son "Stone" and making him have a skulls blanket. Could this be my fault? NO! I still blame his mother (sorry Joan, you know I love you, but this all falls on you).
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