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Monthly Archives: September 2009
Emie, Well crap, I’m late with your birthday letter. Again. It’s your fault really, for being born in the middle of hurricane season and the start of school. Actually, now that I’m thinking about it and what a rough pregnancy you were, YOU should be writing ME birthday letters. Get on that will you? So...
The other day the cherubs were playing in the back yard, when the girl cherub got one of her famous/infamous nose bleeds. Being the quality mother that I am, I grabbed the chalk and camera, because there is no reason that perfectly good spilled blood should be wasted in my back yard! Yep, my MOY*...
