The precious child, that doesn't always like to listen to me.
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This child, who looks up to me....literally.
This child, who is already an eager helper.
This child, who can put a smile on anyones face.
This child who told me I had a fat leg....You've gotta love this child.
Peace, Love, & I just remembered I blogged about my "fat leg" yesterday....
So nevermind.
But you can read this post anyway.
But I guess you already have?
Peace, Love, & I'm not crazy
Sweet T
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