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writer - poet - mom - homeschooler
Click through to my other blog to see what I'm writing this year.
chicklegirl
writer - poet - mom - homeschooler
Nanowrimo
Click through to my other blog to see what I'm writing this year.
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June
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- Happy birthday, dad!
- g.d.
- Poetry thursday 6.28.07
- I had trouble in getting to solla sollew
- On pins and needles (part 2)
- On pins and needles (part 1)
- He's so cute... when he's asleep
- I’d love to but I can’t
- Poetry thursday 6.21.07
- Glucose blues
- All the world's a slow lane
- Sisters
- My painting angels
- Poetry thursday 6.14.07
- Chocolate moose tracks
- You know it's time to do dishes when...
- Strawberry rhubarb bliss
- Poetry thursday 6.7.07
- Diaper bag envy
- My kitchen reeks
- Wii will rock you
- I'm small town now
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2 comments:
hahaha! that is awesome. ours gets that way only because we have so few utensils left. we still have the ones we bought from the grocery store right after we got married. but they have slowly disappeared. where do all the lost utensils go? i guess, SOMEday we'll have to break down and actually buy more.
that's hilarious... what a card!
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