Tuesday, December 9, 2025

Happy Tootsday Open Thread & Christmas Prep


 Mr. Baby Sir would like to take this occasion to wish you all the best.
A lovely relaxed Tootsday, in honor of the girl herself.
Also,
Not to worry about Christmas prep unless you have kids,
Or
Grandkids!
There are, in fact, several days remaining!

Love, p
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