It takes all kinds of mothers to rock the cradle and tell the story of our lives. Otherwise, we all quack up.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
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Bear hugs, candy kisses, excited laughter. No bias, no pretense. Unconditional trust. All in the sparkle of the eye. You've got to celebrate that. Daily.
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