I was looking at my daughters childhood picture album with my best friends young son. We turned to the page that contained a collection of those little pictures you get at the mall...you know the ones. You step in the little door and close the curtain. It's best when two or more jam in. My daughter was four or five the first time we took a series of pictures. One happy, one sad, one mad and one goofy. We decided it would be wise to take a new set of pictures ourselves. Above is our goofy shot. Yes, I had a head ache after this one. But we laughed and laughed. I think we should continue this little tradition. Can't wait to see us when I'm 80 and she is 47!
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my Ms H and I just spent the night playing PayDay ... we were talking in goofy french accents and making faces at each other and laughing ourselves silly ...
must be something in the air ...
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