Two or three days a week you pull it off of my belt when i come home for lunch and twirl it around.
Might we have a future baton twirler in our midst?
Most of the time I forget that you took my keycard and I'll leave the house to head back to work. I quickly realize that I don't have it when I reach down and grab nothing but air as I try and swipe myself into the wing of the building where my office is.
P.S. - look at this cute photo of you and Arlee from this morning.
Cheeeeessssseeeeee!
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