Photos and musings as I raise this kid
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August 30, 2014 at 5:26 am
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Sometimes I look at my floor…In the silence of an absentee toddler and it feels like the aftermath of a tragedy.
And then she runs back in, smelling of gingerbread and juice.
Written by Homeless
August 30, 2014 at 1:47 am
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