Last weekend I went to breakfast with my mommies college friends at a diner on the East Side. I was on my best behavior except for I did spill a large glass of orange juice. I had my own uncomfortable seat- one of those hard wooden highchairs, but quickly had myself reseated on Amy Lynn's lap. It turned out that I was lucky because she ordered a spinach omelet, which I ate more than half of, not including her toast, which I also wolfed down. Amy is about six months pregnant, so I am surprised that she didn't have more of an appetite. She let me touch her baby belly too.
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