It’s been six months since we could freely go from our first floor to our upstairs. At last, Tara’s confidence in manuevering stairs has warranted complete freedom.
Goodnight Gate.
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Lauren on Time…
(hanging head in shame) This year I completely abandoned any organizational system for bills, receipts and papers. When tax time ...Peggy on Quisp. In my house.
HA! That is hilarious!Brad on Time…
In classic Dad fashion, I keep all my pay stubs and receipts for each year in a shoe box. ...Peggy on Time…
AHHHHHH!!!!! You said the 't' word.Kristi on Time…
Oh, that's painful. We mailed in our quarterly estimates last week. That hurt, too.
Free at last, free at last…
Hey, it says you posted this at 3:50am. Holy guacamole!
No more gate! No more gate!
Tara’s been itchin’ – she just can’t wait
to roam the stairs as free as she pleases,
with no hair, Ned got no fleases.