Tuesday, April 14, 2009

April 14, 2009

He wanted to wear his entire
to pick up Daddy at the airport.
I disagreed.
He negotiated.
We compromised.
We each dressed a half.
...he's going to be a hell of an attorney someday.

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  1. nbalikeApril 14, 2009 at 10:44 PM

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  2. Ri. Short for Maria. Not pronounced like the bread.April 14, 2009 at 11:04 PM

    Well, sheese - I cannot figure out how to delete that spammed comment! Anyone know? Grrrrrrrr. I don't even smoke!

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  3. Ri. Short for Maria. Not pronounced like the bread.April 14, 2009 at 11:05 PM

    lol...figured it out. Me = 1, Nicotine Pushers = 0! :)

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  4. rmc48April 14, 2009 at 11:06 PM

    Liam makes me smile...thanks for sharing his adventures.

    He needs to visit the Higgins Armory Museum in Worcester MA...my boys loved it when they were knights.

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  5. Lori ParkerApril 17, 2009 at 8:03 AM

    He is so funny! Attorney? Maybe. Thespian? Maybe. A riot for the length of his life? Definitely!

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