Gabe woke up yesterday and decided that he wanted to walk. He was sick of crawling around on his belly like a common Louisiana cockroach. He's raised the bar and it would appear the ball's in Liam's court now. "I want to see you both fighting for your parents' love!" ... "Okay Lisa, it's your child against my child. The winner will be showered with praise. The loser will be taunted and booed until my throat is sore." Adapted from H. Simpson
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