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Me. Me. Me. Me. Me. Love Me. Me.
Bottoms up, Non-Goggles.
Maybe we could duct tape those legs together.
Corey is chasing the girls around his place and his friend stops by. Goggles is doing a super cute scoot thing that she probably shouldn’t be doing, and Non Goggles was even cute when he was putting her to bed and she told him she loved him. Once the twins were down, Corey explains to his friend about what’s going on with Leah and how he has to prove himself to her. Or move on. MOVE ON.
My dog scoots like this too. (Nice AE underpants, Corey.)
Good night, Non-Goggles. You’re winning us over.
Jeremy is leaving for a week again, and they decide to take the two girls out for dinner. They continue to talk about Corey and Leah tells him that she always puts her girls first and that’s why she was going to go back to Corey. She says the girls would love to have their mom and dad together. Goggles would love to be able to get her two legs together. Non-Goggles probably doesn’t know who her mom and dad even are. But lucky Jeremy, he got the golden ticket.
Of all the days to forget my goggles, on lemon wedge day.
She can control the straw, but not that one eye.
Her head is shaped like candy corn.
Leah talks about school being so far away and that the babysitter lives so far away. She’s sure that her mom will be able to sell that trailer so that she can find a bigger place. She claims the trailer caused a lot of drama. (Leah, you caused the drama, not the trailer.)
Leah, her gnome-mom and the twins are house hunting. They meet up with Scott, the landlord, and I’m surprised that Leah doesn’t have the girls calling him daddy. He asks who is moving in and she says it’s just her and the girls. HA! Don’t believe her, Scott. Their rent is $725 and I’m shocked, I know what $725 gets you around where I live, and let’s just say you wouldn’t be alive very long. She tells Scott that she wants it and he says he really wants to rent to her. It was creepy. I hope he stalks her. She sits outside with her mom, and her mom definitely has that “little people” gene. Leah is just happy to have a house that is suitable for Goggles. While she says this, Non-Goggles is spitting dip off the porch. Classy.