For Tasha it's about the soggy ground, and she can't even imagine another rainy day, or walking through her swampy yard.
As for me, I can't even believe that my first born son is another year older. No, I can, but it is strange, wondrous, dear. Happy Birthday, dear William. You are wonderful, a joy. Your dad and I beam and glow with all these years of knowing you, loving you.
With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.
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Oh, what a face! I can almost hear accompanying sounds to match her expression...
Thanks to you, and Tasha, for the smile this evening!
Peace,
Jean Marie
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