its summertime. i think i hear "mom" 800 times a day. literally. not a bad thing, i'm just saying...
so brooke and i are watching tv together. charlie is at his computer working. i tell him, "i can't WAIT for portland. 48 hours where noboby calls my name."
brooke answers, "when's that going to be mom? when you get to heaven?"
only brooke.
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