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.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
It takes all kinds of mothers to rock the cradle and tell the story of our lives. Otherwise, we all quack up.
It takes all kinds of mothers to rock the cradle and tell the story of our lives. Otherwise, we all quack up.
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