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Momma Drama

Thursday, October 14, 2004 @ 9:04 PM

Pass the Midol please....

.....why does it make me a crying, sappy fool to slow dance with each of my babies? What is it about that simple act that brings out the hysterical in me? My poor kids........their momma is such a fruit loop. I know that Trent will dance with me at his wedding, since it's kind of a tradition, but what about my girls? Will they humor me and do it? Devin laughed at me this morning when I asked her if she would, but then said "Sure." I may have to get this in writing. Maiya just looked at me....

Can you tell it's fall off the roof week?

The sanding is almost done. What a job that was!

Massages and lunch with my honey tomorrow. Yipee!

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