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for three months, so it's just three months' birthday, you know, in my book. I don't know how old he really is, I was ashamed to know that, but I don't. Anyway, so we're kind of just hanging out celebrating his little three months of being his mommy kind of thing and him being my baby bird. And outside my window they're doing our roof. I'm like the whole freaking floor is vibrating and I hate it. It's making me crazy. I have to go get my nails done at one o'clock and I'm kind of, I mean in a way I'm kind of glad to be getting out of here in another way. I'm not because it's gonna be a hundred feet down side. He's like no! And you know, so it's not gonna be a good thing. I'm not excited. And then by