Ryker is only a little perturbed that gingerbread houses aren't really meant to be eaten. Or are they?
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21.12.08
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One boy who makes every day a zip-a-dee-do-dah kind of day...
And two girls who puts the color inside our world.
there is no real reason for this webpage to exist - it is neither entertaining nor educational. rather it is a story about a girl who married a boy who happened to be and still is her very best friend. they had a baby, built a house, bought a camper, had two more babies and assumed loads of debt along the way. through it all, they still make each other weak in the knees - hers, just by him being near and his, every time the bills roll in. fortunately this blog, like all good things in life, is free. leave us a note if you can but we love you just for peeking in.
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1 comments:
Love your mantel. By the way, word on the street is that an old cookie crumbles, so you must go ahead and eat the gingerbread house. Rosalyn
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