Mom: Jamey, remember, I don't hear fussing. I will be happy to talk with you when you are done fussing.
Me: I'm not fussing. I'm freaking out.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
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My name is Jamey and these are the adventures my little brother Jack and I have with our puppy-dog named Norah. We try to update our blog every day, but sometimes Mommy decides to clean her floors instead of helping me blog! Can you believe it? Cleaning over blogging?
3 comments:
very astute distinction, jamey. smart kid... in many ways:)
Where did you learn that?!
We really appreciated how you were able to keep us up to date even though your mom was gone.
Who has that boy been listening to?! (And how do you keep a straight face? Or is that even an option?)
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