My GOD, my knight and my seven blessings.
Sick four you old
Mar: Mommy I don't feel good
Mommy: What's wrong
Mar: I don't feel gooood!
Mommy: What's wrong sweet heart
Mar: Just hold me and I feel better.
Well she didn't. She has a fever and sore throat and she just wanted mommy.
Posted by blessedmama752 at 11:55:00 PM
It is a farce to call any being virtuous whose virtues do not result from the exercise of its own reason.
Mary Shelley (1797-1851) |
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