This a flashback to the day I learned that Megan could no longer be left alone in the bathroom while her bath was filling. I remember I left the room for a minute to grab something, and the thought entered my mind... "What if she climbs/falls into the tub?" And then I thought, "No, the tub is way too deep, she could never--" and then I heard some splashing and a whine. Sure enough... she got herself into the tub.
As a side note, just looking at those PJs she is wearing makes me feel nauseated because the period of time when she wore those was the same time I was in my first trimester with the Robmeister. Funny how strong associations can be built like that!

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Can you please email me again. I don't know what happened to the email I got from you.
khowcr2@comcast.net
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