Happiness is having two hands. Oh wait, I meant to say SHARING. Happiness is sharing.
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I think having 3 hands would be EVEN better, although a disaster for the glove industry.
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SO CLOSE!
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Ha Ha!
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Getting feisty now we’re in the home stretch, eh?
Did you ever see the film of the woman born without arms who diapered CLOTH diapers with her feet, pins and all? Impressive.
When my first was born, my lupus arthritis was so bad in the mornings, I couldn’t manage the tapes on the disposables with my hands. Had to use my teeth.
Believe me, even a loving mom doesn’t want to get up that close and personal to her son’s…precious bodily fluids.😖–>😷
Happiness IS having two hands!😜
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