I sneek away to the scrap cave to blog. I barely sit down and hear "MOMMYYYYYYYYY"
I race back to the playroom. "What is it Garrett?"
"You aren't here and I'm thirsty."
Yes. Of course. It's been like this all day so what should be different this evening? I give in; armed with the laptop & a glass of red wine I sit in the middle of the playroom.
lovemon
Sunday, March 8, 2009
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2 comments:
It's great that you grab the few moments you get and find your way here,
Welcome Slicer Mom
Bonnie
Sorry for the silly question but what is LOAD?
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