The twice weekly adventures with a house full of dogs that want to eat my food a cat that wants to sit on all my stuff a baby who's wearing my old clothes and some lady that takes pictures of me.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
A Letter to My Mother
Dear Mama,
Thanks for making me lunch. Leah tried to trade me for a hard boiled egg but I know to hold out for a cupcake or fruit rollup. Things are ok here. At least they have my favorite kind of blocks.
Love,
H.
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What I wouldn't have given to trade Jake for a hard boiled egg when I was young.
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What I wouldn't have given to trade Jake for a hard boiled egg when I was young.
We don't normally deal in human trafficking at my house but that sounds like a pretty good deal.
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