During Daddy and I's morning ritual of coffee and formula computer-side, we've really started to get our game on. I like to pull Mr. Cow's little handle which evokes a cacophony of sound that would make any Daddy just want to run for the hills. This morning I really got into it and repeatedly pulled Mr. Cow's "Wankey" and Daddy's once proud look quickly turned into one of defiant indignance.With enough of this formula in my tummy to feed the Corps of Keydets at VMI, I quickly fell asleep after my musical extravaganza. Ah bliss.
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