| It does not do to dwell on dreams, Harry... And forget to live.
Stats: One Daddy, One Papa, One Lost Girl, One Lost Boy, One furry barky thing, One shy turtle, One noisy bird, Two angry cats, and lots and lots of love.

Two boxes, you can have one all to your greedy little taco hoarding self. Why else would those be your favorites? I will get you tacos, don’t fret.
But I like sharing my tacos with you. We’ll each have half of each box. Seems only logical. Because of the first time we had those tacos. You’re the best babe. Love you.
There are no words. Baby… you’re so stupid, I love you so much. I can’t wait to get home and share tacos with you.
But I like sharing my tacos with you. We’ll each have half of each box. Seems only logical. Because of the first time we...