Our diaper bag died
The zipper can not be fixed
We are sad and lost
The zipper can not be fixed
We are sad and lost
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- Summer
- I am a... wife, mother, daughter, sister, aunt, reader, librarian, teacher, organizer, crafter, baker, gardener, friend.
On my nightstand
- The Eyre Affair by Jasper Fforde
In my CD player
- Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert
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- I Dare You Not To Giggle...
- Yummy Rye Bread!
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- My Laundry Room
- I've Got A Pocket - Got a Pocket Full of Sunshine
- What A Riot
- What's In A Name?
- Okay, So I'm A Little Selfish
- Where's My Pillow?
- You Are My Friend
- Good Idea? Bad Idea?
- Where Have I Been?!
- Harry Potter Is My Hero
- In Memoriam
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1 comment:
I bet my sister could replace your zipper. She has done my backpack. There is still hope!
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