One is worse than the other in terms of messiness. I am referring to my two beauts of sons.
This is the older one’s table in his bedroom. You’d think he’d have more sense at 19.
This is the younger one’s table in his bedroom. I don’t mean to go on and on about it (i blogged the other day about this messy son) but DID YOU EVER SEE THE LIKES OF IT?
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