Every day, Molly’s feet look more and more like they belong in a Dr. Seuss story. She’s angling for a role in my new book, The Ugly Dumpling, but I can tell her right now, no matter what, not even were she to bring me green eggs and ham for breakfast in bed will she have even a walk-on in those silly Dr. Seuss feet in the new book. Nope.
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