AN OUTRAGEOUS WASTE OF TIME AND TYPE
I was lying on the floor in Millie's room, deleting pictures from the camera as Millie chattered away. She suddenly stopped, stooped down, and giggled. "Why are you on the floooor, Mama?" Why, all the better to snap you with, my dear...
Spun by Abigail on Friday, June 15, 2007
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