There is no shortage of heresies these days. If you want to adopt some
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will find...
Thursday, June 11, 2009
no figurative language
Nuber One Son has always been advanced in his language, but I guess we just can't rush brain development. Last night while I was putting beans on Number One Son's plate, I told him, "Just tell me when." and he responded, "Now." Of course, what was I thinking? Hubby and I chuckled about this all night.
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