Saturday, July 05, 2008

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You're softly sweetly squeaky and have found a friend in my babe and she clearly thinks you are the bee's knees. You run to each other and away from the waves dancing jubilantly. Covered in sand.

2 comments:

The Pez Man said...

I love this one. I think all parents can feel over this one. You are wonderful with words. Is there anything you are not good at? Oh yeah, collecting PEZ! Hahaha!

Meg said...

I can't dance or sing either.

Thanks for being here :)