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A sight I love to see-Daddies and little boys snuggling up. This greeted me as I turned the corner to go into the boy's room this morn... -
Ya'll, I love BooMama . I just know if we ever met we would be BFFs and my stomach would always be sore from all the laughter. But,...
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Well, knock me over with a feather... James did not cry one tear and he didn't fight at all. He went straight back without me and was o...
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Don't all little boys use the Christmas tree as a base for hunting grizzley bears? We have been watching Alaska at night and now he is... -
I have had this on hold for sometime now. It is just too important not to share. Warning: I cannot vouch for anything else on this blog, bu...
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A couple of days ago we were out running errands. I pulled up to the library book dropoff and there was a police car parked in the no parki...
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Okay, I have been caught up on my laundry, ironing, folding, and putting away for one whole week now. Something feels wrong. You know how in...
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Wow, time flies by on the old blog when summer arrives, doesn't it? The Jaw was clearly not going to get better on its own, and the MRI ...
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