"Uh oh... I hear Bueni coming..."
"Mom! Bueni's right above me! Tell her to sit!"
"Oh man, a wet one, right across my face. I knew it was coming."
December 6, 2008
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Psalm 144:4 Man is like a breath; his days are like a fleeting shadow.
1 comment:
It would be ironic if that was really what Jed was thinking! We are really enjoying keeping up with Jed through your blog.
Nancy
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