The baby just tried to kill me. it's true.
I'm stretched out on the sofa and holding her up so she can stand on my chest. she grabs a small pillow from the top of the sofa, drops it on my face and then plops down on the pillow. that's right, she tried to suffocate me. She was laughing while pushing the foam into my mouth.
if i turn up dead and only the baby is in the house - the police better name a "baby of interest."
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