Children of Fat Runner have both just turned one. While I still consider it patently absurd that I am responsible for not one but TWO lives aside from my own, it seems that Wife of Fat Runner and I have managed to keep them breathing for an entire year...except that time we threw them into a pool, but we can hardly be blamed for that.
Now, if we could just do something about their low arches. I'll be damed if I am paying for baby-sized motion control shoes.
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