Thursday, January 29, 2009

what I was in my previous life

If I believed that people had previous lives, I would say I was a horse in mine. I just keep pulling my kids along. Today it happened to be in a box sheathed in our roof luggage carrier.
By chance we met up with some friends along the way and had a Smokehouse lunch with them.
Stewart and Nigel fell asleep in the box on their ride home.

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