Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Her Life is So Hard

Though Hallie'd like you believe that I forced her spend the afternoon working her fingers to the bone, she chose to "mop" the patio in the first place and then insisted on continuing to do so - despite my warnings that a thunderstorm was rolling in - for more than 45 minutes. My patio is really clean and the water in the swimming pool is completely and totally disgusting.

In case you can't understand what she's singing (it was a little windy outside that day), here are the lyrics to her song:

We can do it, we can do it
We can help our Cinderellie
Make a dress so pretty

Her life is so hard.

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