I'm standing there, tugging at the sheets, straightening the
blankets, pulling up the bedspread, while he's on one side, tumbling around,
wrestling with his Three Stooges talking doll, snapping the air , til I tell
him to scoot, and he does.
To the opposite side of the bed, so I can finish it
up.
Big help. That's all I can say.
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