He … has all the nerve.
He … stands firm on the ground underneath him.
I … am reticent.
I … am scared, needy.
How will I ever make it through?
It is quite the paradigm shift.
My boy and me on his 7th grade trip to D.C. last February. With Lincoln, with Washington & with the very residence where I’ll be visiting him about 40 years.
He’ll be the nicest one we’ve ever had.
Congratulations, Dean. Class of 2013.
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This weekend’s Trifecta assignment? “We are asking for exactly 33 words, 30 of your own and three of the following: topple paradigm underneath nerve honey loop”
I’ll be at the polls waiting in line to vote for him yelling, “I KNOW HIM! I KNOW HIM!” Everyone will nod and smile at me, the crazy old lady in line wearing mismatched clothes and blue hair. 🙂
Congratulations, Dean! You are “da bomb.” (Are kids still saying that these days? Is it cool? HELP ME OUT, MICHELE!)
I went with my (now 21 year old) grandson and his 8th grade class. Quite interesting . . . I hope I’m still around (although I would be quite ancient) to vote for your boy.
How do they grow up so fast? I would vote for him too.
Better you than he, Michele! But I do hear ya!
This is so sweet. I got a little teary…they grow up so fast!
This is a really nice shout out to your boy. Good luck to him!!
I’m sure he’ll make a fine president (:
What a fantastic tribute to your son and he is who he is, because of the incredible mom he has.
Both of you are very lucky to have each other.
*teary*
Awe… Let me wipe my eyes then I will comment.
Ok. I’m back. This is my thoughts: He can be the president between my girls. Then for at least 16 years this country will be great!
I like it! Let’s draw up the papers. 🙂
Just found you through Bobina’s site which I found through Lance. Couldn’t help but click on such a great blog name!
Aw! I got teary eyed reading this and you are beautiful!
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