Thank heaven for little sisters. I was fortunate to enough to have a little sister named Mary born around the time I was 12. I must have learned something because its all coming back. The burping, the diaper changing, the back-handed pinkie finger drool slide up the face and back into open mouth move. I love that one. It's friday morning and Catherine's asleep and T-LO is hanging out with his paternal grandmother and loving life. Life is good.
3 comments:
see i am good for something
love your little sister mary
You, Reid and Sara should combine forces and get a publisher.
I am in love...ganny
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