Would you please come to the delivery room?" So the father is standing there and the baby pops his head out again, and seeing his father the little one asks in an annoyed voice, "Are YOU my daddy?"
Dad kneels down and answers proudly, "Yes, son, I am your lucky father!"
The baby starts tapping his index finger violently and repeatedly on his father's forehead and asks, "This is pretty annoying, isn't it?"
. The head pops back in. The doctor calls the father and says, "Sir, the baby seems to be reluctant to come out---he keeps asking for his father
. . Her back was on the ground, head tilted to one side, chin resting on her shoulder, her hazel eyes were glassy, lidded heavily from her ordeal, and staring listlessly into the forest
Would you please come to the delivery room?" So the father is standing there and the baby pops his head out again, and seeing his father the little one asks in an annoyed voice, "Are YOU my daddy?"
Dad kneels down and answers proudly, "Yes, son, I am your lucky father!"
The baby starts tapping his index finger violently and repeatedly on his father's forehead and asks, "This is pretty annoying, isn't it?"
. The head pops back in. The doctor calls the father and says, "Sir, the baby seems to be reluctant to come out---he keeps asking for his father
. . Her back was on the ground, head tilted to one side, chin resting on her shoulder, her hazel eyes were glassy, lidded heavily from her ordeal, and staring listlessly into the forest
Would you please come to the delivery room?" So the father is standing there and the baby pops his head out again, and seeing his father the little one asks in an annoyed voice, "Are YOU my daddy?"
Dad kneels down and answers proudly, "Yes, son, I am your lucky father!"
The baby starts tapping his index finger violently and repeatedly on his father's forehead and asks, "This is pretty annoying, isn't it?"
. The head pops back in. The doctor calls the father and says, "Sir, the baby seems to be reluctant to come out---he keeps asking for his father
. . Her back was on the ground, head tilted to one side, chin resting on her shoulder, her hazel eyes were glassy, lidded heavily from her ordeal, and staring listlessly into the forest
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