I do not have children who sometimes morph into wild animals. Wild wild wild animals that would tire out wild animals.
And of course, I am not a crazy lazy very nine months pregnant momma who avoids the sweltering heat of the outside at almost any cost.
Therefore, I would not condone any indoor activity such as jumping on the couch, flipping off the coffee table, or flying onto pillows...just in the attempt to eek out some of the wildness of the above mentioned wild animal children.
Nope. Not me.
Not my children.
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