It all started with the lady I tutored calling her son her treasure. I thought that was neat so I started telling my oldest son that he was my treasure. When I said it to him, he whispered, "Treasure", as if I was telling him a secret. My babies, all four of them, are my treasure.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Who Am I?
Any guesses? Here's a hint: It's one of my treasures.
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