Saturday night, 1030 pm. All she wants to do is scrub away. It all started with a smudge of cherry juice on the back of one of the chairs. I asked if she could wipe it off. She obliged. And then some. She goes manic and proceeds to wipe down practically every wall. We ended up deep-cleaning the tub and bathroom walls.
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she's really my inaanak.
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