The problem arises when Mum returns with the tea and I don't want to get off because I am sooooo comfortable.
Surely she could squeeze in somewhere here.
Don't make me leave, Mum.
Please.
Friday, 6 July 2012
Why there is no room in the bed for Mum.
On these cold morning, when Mum gets up to make a cup of tea, I feel it to be my duty to keep her spot warm for her.
The problem arises when Mum returns with the tea and I don't want to get off because I am sooooo comfortable.
Surely she could squeeze in somewhere here.
Don't make me leave, Mum.
Please.
The problem arises when Mum returns with the tea and I don't want to get off because I am sooooo comfortable.
Surely she could squeeze in somewhere here.
Don't make me leave, Mum.
Please.
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