It's 8:39 on Tuesday January 6, 2009

The wrinkles only go where the smiles have been.

Overheard at my house…

Owen: Where’s my shirt?
Mommy: I don’t know. Have you looked in the living room?
Owen: Not with the light on.

(Owen is 6, BTW)

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  1. jlwrites on May 22nd, 2006

  2. jlwrites on May 22nd, 2006

    *smacks head* Really. That’s what my last one was supposed to say.

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