Your son is kind of a ham. I don't know where he gets it from.
Why are you looking at me?
He certainly doesn't get it from me.
What on Earth would give you that idea?
Well.
Maybe a little bit.
But I don't think I'm the only one who can be blamed.
Anyway, my blog is in desperate need of a winter makeover, so why don't y'all send me some winter pictures to inspire me? Not right now though. I'm going to bed.
Goodnight.
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Clearly, none of you are related to me. And I don't know where Judy got that filthy book from, but shame on her.
That is one mean-looking cat.
Hahaha, Ohhhh Dad...
Cleo, remember when you finally update your blog! I loved it.
Pearl misses you... she sleeps at the bottom of our bed each night. And when I move my foot, she pounces. oy!
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