He dribbles, he kicks, he makes his way down the field, he’s almost at the goal – full stop.
“Oh beautiful flower.”
He dribbles, he kicks, he makes his way down the field, he’s almost at the goal – full stop.
“Oh beautiful flower.”
I started this site so my mom could get news about her grandkids without me having to walk her through the process of trying to open and email attachment several times a week. Since then she has passed away and I’ve fallen off the blog wagon, but I’m inspired to pick it up again now.
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