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Fact 562😱 Jessica Capshaw said: "I don't have slim children. I have hearty ones! My son, Luke Hudson, was almost nine pounds... I make all of my daughter's baby food, just like I did with my other children. I don't know how or why I decided that I was going to keep up with it, but I do. It's like a second job! I say to my husband, 'Why am I the only one that makes the food?!'. It's more for my peace of mind than anything else though. I think I started when Eve was a baby. I was so terrified of Evie choking, and I could've fed her purees until she's 18!" – I love Jessica's relationship with her kids!!! THIS IS A PICTURE OF JESSICA AND HER DAUGHTER EVE FROM 2010-2011. β€” factsforgreys_jessica greys greysanatomy jessicacapshaw jessicacapshawgavigan jcg jcap arizonarobbins calzona ariliza evegavigan eveaugusta eveaugustagavigan shondaland abc ga tgit like facts likeforlike like4like dancemoms: Facts forgreys Fact 562 Jessica Capshaw said: "I don't have slim children. have hearty ones! My son, Luke Hudson, was almost nine pounds... I make all my daughter's baby food, just like l did with my other children. I don't know how or why decided that l was going to keep up with it, but I do. It's like a second job! I say to my husband, "Why am I the only one that makes food?!". It's more for my peace of mind than anything else though. think I started when Eve was a baby. I was so terrified of Evie choking, and I could have fed her purΓ©es until she's 18!" Fact 562😱 Jessica Capshaw said: "I don't have slim children. I have hearty ones! My son, Luke Hudson, was almost nine pounds... I make all of my daughter's baby food, just like I did with my other children. I don't know how or why I decided that I was going to keep up with it, but I do. It's like a second job! I say to my husband, 'Why am I the only one that makes the food?!'. It's more for my peace of mind than anything else though. I think I started when Eve was a baby. I was so terrified of Evie choking, and I could've fed her purees until she's 18!" – I love Jessica's relationship with her kids!!! THIS IS A PICTURE OF JESSICA AND HER DAUGHTER EVE FROM 2010-2011. β€” factsforgreys_jessica greys greysanatomy jessicacapshaw jessicacapshawgavigan jcg jcap arizonarobbins calzona ariliza evegavigan eveaugusta eveaugustagavigan shondaland abc ga tgit like facts likeforlike like4like dancemoms

Fact 562😱 Jessica Capshaw said: "I don't have slim children. I have hearty ones! My son, Luke Hudson, was almost nine pounds... I make al...

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I'm over at this one girl crib because her parents don't give a fuck about her and they never home. It's me, my boy Rodger and two other girls. Rachel and Kelly. They was in the kitchen whipping up some food while we was watching the super bowl. Rodger bet me big money on this game. Rachel and Kelly came out the kitchen Minutes later with straight disrespect. They tried to whip us up some fried chicken but ain't know how to cook. She put the frozen wings in the oven and left it on broil. Them baby chicks died in vain. Rachel & Kelly went in the kitchen to get some juice I tossed them wings under the couch so quick. I heard them make a "Dud" sound against the wall. Rachel and Kelly come back out with more food like I made y'all some hot dogs too. Hot dogs was also burnt. No reason why a Oscar Meyer frank should look like a stapler. The Kool aid was hella diluted. White girls cant cook so you know I had to pull out my emergency bag of hot Cheetos. Half time approaching and Falcons straight annihilating the Pats. This game was over. It was clear I was about to lose the bet. Kelly comes in like "New England is beating the patriots omg yay". Rachel replies no silly it's the pigeons vs patriots. At this point I knew my bro Rodger had to have found these bitches form back-page. Rodger takes Kelly in the other room and I'm left with Rachel. Lady Gaga about to come out with some witchcraft when Rachel shuts off the tv. She's like I got a halftime show for you. I'm thinking things about to be lit. WRONG. Shorty slipped out of her snuggy and begin to give me a lap dance. She smelt like straight Wet Nickels and All lives matter. I was not having this bro. My nigga Rodger in the next room crushing cheeks. I'm crying on the couch praying for a miracle. Kelly says she'll brb and goes to the bathroom. I take a knee like Kapernick like God show me a way. I look in the corner of my eye and see a escape rope. I respawned outside and walked my ass home. By the time I get to the crib I see the Falcons pull a Golden state and choke. I won the bet Sunday. I haven't seen Rodger since. Pray for him them bitches prob kidnaped him. I just want my money yo.: I'm over at this one girl crib because her parents don't give a fuck about her and they never home. It's me, my boy Rodger and two other girls. Rachel and Kelly. They was in the kitchen whipping up some food while we was watching the super bowl. Rodger bet me big money on this game. Rachel and Kelly came out the kitchen Minutes later with straight disrespect. They tried to whip us up some fried chicken but ain't know how to cook. She put the frozen wings in the oven and left it on broil. Them baby chicks died in vain. Rachel & Kelly went in the kitchen to get some juice I tossed them wings under the couch so quick. I heard them make a "Dud" sound against the wall. Rachel and Kelly come back out with more food like I made y'all some hot dogs too. Hot dogs was also burnt. No reason why a Oscar Meyer frank should look like a stapler. The Kool aid was hella diluted. White girls cant cook so you know I had to pull out my emergency bag of hot Cheetos. Half time approaching and Falcons straight annihilating the Pats. This game was over. It was clear I was about to lose the bet. Kelly comes in like "New England is beating the patriots omg yay". Rachel replies no silly it's the pigeons vs patriots. At this point I knew my bro Rodger had to have found these bitches form back-page. Rodger takes Kelly in the other room and I'm left with Rachel. Lady Gaga about to come out with some witchcraft when Rachel shuts off the tv. She's like I got a halftime show for you. I'm thinking things about to be lit. WRONG. Shorty slipped out of her snuggy and begin to give me a lap dance. She smelt like straight Wet Nickels and All lives matter. I was not having this bro. My nigga Rodger in the next room crushing cheeks. I'm crying on the couch praying for a miracle. Kelly says she'll brb and goes to the bathroom. I take a knee like Kapernick like God show me a way. I look in the corner of my eye and see a escape rope. I respawned outside and walked my ass home. By the time I get to the crib I see the Falcons pull a Golden state and choke. I won the bet Sunday. I haven't seen Rodger since. Pray for him them bitches prob kidnaped him. I just want my money yo.
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