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.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
What a Face
Without fail, this picture makes me laugh every time I look at it. He was checking out the camera.
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