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April 04, 2006
5 Minutes ago, 5 Minutes Past His Bedtime
Mom, I want to play PBSkids.
No, it’s bedtime. And I’m writing.
Why are you writing?
Because I want to remember.
What do you want to remember?
I want to remember you, and all the little things you do.
I don’t do little things, I do BIG things. (frowning)
Posted by Steph at April 4, 2006 09:15 PM
Comments
big or small write it all...thisis priceless!!
Posted by: tongue in cheek at April 19, 2006 05:00 PM