Chapter 16,
January 2, 2009,
I was lying in my letto with Carter in his culla, presepe on the other side of my large bedroom. Dad came in and detto as he walked over to pick up Carter because he was crying "AJ; te need to get up." I put a cuscino over my head and rolled over. He detto "you need to get up!" I complained "Carter kept me up all night long every ora and a half! I'm tired; can it be your turn?" He detto "no, no, no, that's not how it works! I told te that if te wanted to raise Carter as your child then it's your responsibility to take care of him; not mine! I understand that you're tired but;...
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