Lies. Lies. And more lies!
I love my Daddy to death but the newspaper lied about what happened that day.
My mom said she was having the baby but he refused to hear it. So as he was driving up the mountain, out popped Baby Sarah and then he pulled over.
Poor Daddy... he turned grey quick after that day. I don't blame him -- I would too if someone gave birth in my brand new vehicle!
And if you're wondering, the smell doesn't come out.
Anyway. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!