The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together. ~Erma Bombeck
Saturday, August 27, 2005
A mean-looking demeanor from my nephew Bobby. He answered the door this way when I went to see my sister. He was just joking...
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