A journey of short love notes and sweet words, and often funny sayings that come from the love of my life, Ooma. Ooma = object of my affection.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Gassy not Classy
I love you, Gassy. Love, Tony
Okay, haha! What do you guys expect? I'm pregnant! It's fun between us though. As a guy, he finds humor in bodily functions. May I also venture to say that I love his giggle when gas is passed.
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