Monday, July 27, 2009

Grass

Grass is definitely NOT one of my favorite things. Anytime I touch it, I start to cry. When Daddy puts my feet on it, I immediately pull them up into the pike position. SO, when Daddy and Mommy are outside working in the yard or playing cowboy golf, I have to be on a blanket or they'll hear about it!

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