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My wife, my child and I were hanging out in the kitchen, as we normally do on weekdays after I bring my daughter home from daycare. I was sitting at the table, my daughter was at her high-chair, and my wife was preparing crescent rolls to go with dinner.
All of the sudden, my daughter turns to us and says: ”Potty”
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…and sometimes the bus tracks you down, breaks into your house while you sleep, beats the everloving crap out of you, tosses you down the stairs and out the door, and then throws you under itself as it screams down the street.
And then it backs up and does it again.
I’m just saying.
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Another post to Digital Photography School’s weekly assignment:
Taken in my back yard last night, lit only by the porch lights.
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