When I’m desperately trying to squeeze out a few more sentences of my manuscript and you are demanding my attention, little one, I can always depend on a Baby Mum Mum, a tasteless rice treat, to give me the the few more minute that I need to finish.
You love Baby Mum Mums.
Unfortunately, you’re so damn cute while eating your Baby Mum Mum that I often can’t focus on the manuscript.
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