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Monday, March 29, 2010. Just thought I would let you know. If you send your husband to somewhere like Costco to buy more hand soap. If he comes back with something like this. There is still hope! Links to this post. Wednesday, March 10, 2010. Blog, I got an idea to make something for him I was sure I could actually do START to FINISH! And I was right! Links to this post.
Monday, August 16, 2010. So, after not posting for WAY too long. Saturday, January 3, 2009. This is a picture of my oldest brother Adrian and a picture of Carter.
Sunday, August 9, 2015.
Megan and her cousins at our last halloween party! This is my Family. She loves stickers, painting and coloring. She now hates taking a bath. She loves chocolate milk the very best. Her favorite song is Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and sings it very well. The terrible twos have exploded in our home and she is till the best thing ever. Thursday, October 15, 2009. Tuesday, September 8, 2009.
Welcome to our adventures! He obviously already knew how to use it. I have no idea how they do that, but I like to watch them. I also like that they get outside and get some exercise.
I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. Man a year has gone by its so crazy! Here is a year in review! First time seeing him. It was amazing and so unexpected cause I have been told I might never have children. Kissing his arm at home on the light. Finally off the light! Being silly with Grandma and Dad.
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So FaShIon, So ChiC aNd So GlAmOuR. O O So FaShIoN O O. O O So GlAm O O. O O So ChiC O O. O O So Sexy O O. O O So Moi O O. Des défauts alOrs ne change pas. LovE mE fOr WhO i Am. Abonne-toi à mon blog! Est un pas vers la. Cette Pensée est Pour TOi. Chaque Jour qui passe Je Penses a TOi. Pas ce qui ce Passait .
Quarta-feira, 6 de agosto de 2014. De cara apoiada nas pedras posso sentir quase que liquidamente o cheiro do estrume que os cavalos espalham pelo caminho, como se fosse um presente da natureza confeccionado só pra mim. Eu, que vivo a altura de tudo que cai, de tudo que é jogado e lá permanece, eu vivo embaixo, vivo no chão, onde tudo é esquecido ou deixado. O que me resta é o que a todos sobram. Pois aconteceu de então, de numa madrugada escura, o Sol ir embora.