
I took them grocery shopping this afternoon to get a few things for supper. The store has these horrible little carts that say, "Shopper in Training." Unh. I must have been hit in the ankles at least ten times.
Even though I thought really bad language, I never said it out loud, make that known. Maria said my face said it all though, as I leaned on the shelves, clutching my ankles while they apologized. "You goldarn kids. Watch where you're going!"
But whatever. It was a mere 45 minutes of my life and it's over.
Tonight we had a sweet little party for a really sweet kid.




little jay and that cute kid he hangs around with



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