Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Shirtless Sam
Sam cannot handle wearing a wet shirt, even if that wet spot is the size of a pencil eraser. Off goes the shirt. He'll practically tear it trying to remove it. I might, after it's completely dry, be able to get him to wear it again. He spilled water on himself at a picnic party last Saturday.
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