hand is a different story. It seems that I come home every day to
find Ko's high chair covered in food. His face and bib, too, could not avoid the onslaught of food from jars. It's all over the place. Who's there to clean it all up? Rai, of course.
hand is a different story. It seems that I come home every day to
find Ko's high chair covered in food. His face and bib, too, could not avoid the onslaught of food from jars. It's all over the place. Who's there to clean it all up? Rai, of course.
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