Hanging Around in the Spring Chicken Ward
Sethie: Maybe I'll just rest my eyes here a little bit. Everyone will be focusing on Ella and my powerful biceps anyway.
Mom: heeheehee.
Sethie: I'm pretty sure I've lost circulation to my lips. This perma-grin has my whole face locked up in its fierce unrelenting grip.
Mom: yipeeeee.
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Mom: That's not a baby. I'm holding the baby. That's my lunch you've got wrapped up.
Baby: Help, I've been swaddled and I can't get up!