My discussion with Morgan at bedtime —
“Mom, found a clue.”
“A clue for what?”
“A clue. There’s a pumpkin. And Daddy and Mommy and Tywer and Morgind (how he says his name) all have magnifind to look for clues — except Callie, she doesn’t get a maginifind. And it is dark. And I will get a prize. I don’t get many prizes. But if we have the clue then I can get the prize.”
“I love you, good night, and go to sleep.”
It’s a mystery …
About Me
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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