I have tried to think all day of something that is interesting enough to write about.
I have not thought of anything.
Says E:
Mom, do you know what sparkles are made of?
Mom:
What?
E:
Sparkles.
There's some deep thoughts for you all.....
By the way, I am apparently growing a tree in my ghetto backyard. I will try to take a picture of it and discuss it sometime this weekend.
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