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
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Rock Wall
The guy running the rock wall looked mean and very gangster. I thought to myself "he could at least smile..." I didn't see any kids climbing...
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