Finn, grabbing my ear, turning my head, and peering intently this evening:
F: “Finny the doctor. Checkin’ out the ear.”
J: “Uhh… what do you see? Is there any byyuck in there?”
F: “No. Buncha hole in there.”
Finn, grabbing my ear, turning my head, and peering intently this evening:
F: “Finny the doctor. Checkin’ out the ear.”
J: “Uhh… what do you see? Is there any byyuck in there?”
F: “No. Buncha hole in there.”