Yesterday when Max got here, I looked him straight in the eye and I said fiercely, "Look here 5 month old baby, you are not going to kick my ass this week." We were in a death match challenge for 15 seconds and then he smiled at me and I capitulated and said, "Ok you can do whatever you want." But he didn't kick my ass because he knows that my house is the most great fun. We got caught up on all of my favorite TV shows, which made me a little worried about what age I have to stop watching CSI, CSI: New York, Blue Bloods and other inappropriate shows in front of the baby. Probably at the same age when I have to stop swearing.
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