Gracie is one tough broad. She was playing over at the neighbors house and she was having so much fun. I know because she ran home twice opened the door and screamed "Mommy I'm having ho much hun." When I finally called her home for dinner she came reluctantly. We were sitting around the table and Jake noticed her eye. She told us that "a little boy hit her with a truck in her hace on an accident." No big deal. She couldn't be bother to tell me about her injury, but she ran home to tell me how delighted she was to be at her friends. Go figure.
Moving: Asheville to Shawnee; thoughts on Home
5 years ago
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That last picture of Gracie looks like she's saying, "Nobody messes with me foo."
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