At dinner, Kelli had more refried beans and her first guacamole. Loved. Then she got it all over me. Andy said "you're going to have one heck of a diaper tomorrow" and I said "what do you mean ME"... but he's probably right. Somehow I need to strategize this so that Kelli expells this dinner on Daddy's clock. Garcia's was HIS idea anyway.
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