I forgot Adam's belt on our trip to Phoenix. The poor kid is 2 1/2 years old and he still wears 12 month pants. Potty training him sure didn't help his pant size. He was playing with his cousin Porter we all looked over and his shorts were at his ankles. They just would not stay up.
Ice cream melts, flowers wilt, the leaves of autumn fall. Sunsets fade, seasons change, and children don’t stay small. Balloons pop, snowfalls stop--do summers last? Never! Weekends fly, today will die, But... FAMILIES ARE FOREVER! --By Rachelle F. A. Dow
Friday, April 18, 2008
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