Hell is when your husband carelessly says 'Oh, I need two baby presents for work. One boy, one girl.' And you have a beautiful baby granddaughter, the same size. So you are forced to spend the afternoon buying adorable things for other people's babies.
Or maybe it's Heaven, now that I think about it.
Daughter of COG, you should expect another package early next week.
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