Thursday – A Little Personal – Lucy, Bailey, and Twiggy Play Inside

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“Fe fi fo fum. I smell the blood of a Frenchie.”

“You are supposed to rhyme with fum. Like Englishman.”

“To really rhyme with fum I’d have to say Frenchie bum.”

“Aw, now that would not be nice.”

“Well I’m just sayin'”

“Have I shown you my latest wrestling hold? I call it the jaw lock.”

“Have you seen my latest? I call it the step over chokehold.”

“Yak. I can see it is a good one.”

“Say, Uncle.”

“Oh my gosh.  What if I don’t say, Uncle?”

“I may have to give you a hug.”

“Okay then. I’ll Take the hug.”

“Why don’t you see what Bailey’s doing.”

“Good idea.”

“Hey, Bailey. What’s up?”

“Just finished a delicious breakfast, Little one. I was thinking of a nap.”

“Looks like a good day for it?”

“That’s what I was thinking.”

“You doing okay?”

“I feel great Little Stuff. Just need to get rested and…

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