It seems it was time for another Pagan ritual to be played out on our street. I love this country! But Renee was scared! I got out my Faerie gun and fired a few rounds but no one was hurt.
Then she calmed down and settled in for a good read.
"I'm reading! Pictures Later" she demanded!
Then her vanity caught up with her, "OK, but just one picture! Ha ha ha, one I said!"
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Does she give kisses yet? I want some. How long did that pagan celebration last? That is strange!
she gets cuter every time i see a picture of her.
good thing daddy was there to keep the pagans at bay... although since her mommy is a freak magnet, daddy better keep his fairy gun at the ready.
in our neighborhood we've got crackheads on roller blades that play drums on the fenders of cars parked along the side of the road... until they get tired and lay down behind said car.
I feel some way about this country... not sure yet.
Renee is a heart-stealer, and my most favorite granddaughter. I'm so fortunate.
I wish a parade of pagans in costume would pass by my window some evening. I'd be charmed out of the house to join them.
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