Baby wants me to kill her, she's begging for it...
About ten times a day, Baby finds some treasure of mine, walks past me with it and goes out the door or over to her futon to chew it up, whatever it is. I am looking for a missing box and I moved things around today, so, she found a container of painting medium, a container of glue, one sock, a bra,... Sign in to see full entry.