being bridget
sometimes being bridget is the hardest job in the world
Monday, July 26, 2010
Sam reminded me of a funny story about Jack, which made us both laugh and cry.
When he was about 18 months old, we would let him go out in the back yard of our old house
Don't walk into the light~ who has to tell their kids that?
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