Mothers I mean, I don't think I can handle mine anymore. I don't know why I still get surprised at the things she does, it's become practically predictable. She called me down to her cube to give me something. I thought it was food so I went down. Turned out to be this:
Yep, a booklet full of crochet patterns for babies. Really? I mean, really?
Friday, July 11, 2008
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