Monday, May 21, 2007
Junior Mints
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The birds have come! They sing, they sing!
On greening boughs that sway and swing,
And over meadows winging,
Where late the winter's snow has lain,
Clear washed by April's warming rain;
And verdure fresh is springing!
Catherine J. Miller (Aunt Kate)
2 comments:
She's fine. The next day she acted like nothing happened. I actually forgot since she was acting so normal. She has two little black and blue spots. thats it! I was afriad that night i was going to have to go to the ER. Thanks the Lord!
It sounds like you had a lot of fun! Those are great pictures!
~April~
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