This morning, Braden told me that I needed to get ready to leave. I was ready! I just had to slip on my flip-flops, which were by the door, and grab my purse, which was on the way to the door. I told him that he was the one that needed to finished getting ready and that he could probably do that faster if he put down the MP3 player. Braden's reply: he needed the MP3 to get "in the groove for school."
Who can argue with that logic? Rock on, Bray! Rock on!
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aint no shame bray! do what you gotta do
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