"It's true, sweetpea," he sighs, pulling a long face. "Plus your pops cuts my hair too short for ribbons. But I tell you something else, I look positively fetching in blue. You hook me up with something in a good navy or even a decent pastel and we'll talk, all right? For now, I think we got some beach-combing to get done."
He grunts and hefts Sophie higher up on his shoulders. "I think she's surpassed machine gun by now. She wasn't born but a blink of an eye ago: how is it she's being allowed to grow like a weed?"
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Date: 2009-03-02 05:41 am (UTC)He grunts and hefts Sophie higher up on his shoulders. "I think she's surpassed machine gun by now. She wasn't born but a blink of an eye ago: how is it she's being allowed to grow like a weed?"