Random thoughts, rantings, stuff that strikes my fancy. Things I need to vent. My very own all-in-one dear not-so-daily diary. My leap of faith.
Monday, August 31, 2009
One more thing... the best of a good weekend
Joshua hears me comment I'm getting a haircut. He looks at me intently (and it's Sunday morning, and I have pillow hair) and says in his sweet, slow way: 'Mommy, your hair wooks (looks) wovewy (lovely)'. Namastê, dear Josh.
Joshua hears me comment I'm getting a haircut. He looks at me intently (and it's Sunday morning, and I have pillow hair) and says in his sweet, slow way: 'Mommy, your hair wooks (looks) wovewy (lovely)'. Namastê, dear Josh.
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