Cmon hai-hai we goin to the beach. Grab a couple of toys and let dada strap you in the car seat. Oh, Whereâs Mama? Sheâs takin a little nap in the trunk. đ°
Oh, that smell? Dada mustâve runned over a skunk. Now, I know what youâre thinkin, itâs kind of late to go swimmin. But you know youâre mama, sheâs one of those type of women. That do crazy things, and if she donât get her way, sheâll throw a fit. đ