Dear Andy, I think your fantasy football team needs a little attention.

Whew, that was a close one. Now that I am confident that Andy is not looking at this post, check this out.

Meet Mia:

Apparently, Mia felt the need to clone herself because one dominating personality in our house just wasn't enough.

She put him in her pj's, handed him a baby doll, and shoved him into her tiny little doll bed.

I was about to come to his rescue until I asked him what his baby's name was and he sweetly said, "Summer."
"Keep right on playing, sweet boy. Mommy, loves you."