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I swear that list is my life. Today we went to a restaurant, she spilled a glass of water, followed later by a glass of milk, made a tower out of the jellies on the table and proceeded to step on one that fell on the booth, squirting marmalade on my pants, and for the grand finale, she reached up and swatted at the painting on the wall which then came crashing down on our table. I slowly turned my head to see if anyone was looking at us. Every person in that completely full restaurant was quiet and staring directly at us, some smiling, some gasping. I waved, payed and left, we won't be going back there anytime soon. She'll be 3 the week before we get to Playa in October. The funny thing is, people with younger kids look at yours thinking that their little angel will never be like our little devil, ah but then it happens, it happens to us all. Oh Anna and James the times you have ahead!
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