It's been a while, but Brandon got his wisdom teeth out the beginning of April. It went really well, until the argument we got in on the way home. Apparently, the police department called him during surgeory and wanted Brandon to return the keys on his way home. It's quite funny considering Brandon didn't even bring his phone. When I didn't stop by the police department, Brandon got really mad at me and threw a small fit. All part of the anthesia.
My little chipmunk

Much needed rest
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