Sometimes my life feels like I am a part of this string of run on sentences....kinda like this song...graduation.birthday.hospicecare.andeveryday.work.and.work.and.refinance.drivingschool.and.find.romance.friends.divorcing.we.will.listen.daughter.thinking.deeply.and.not.sleeping.senioritis.andsummercamps....
Lots of things going on...which I may write about eventually...
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Random things Willow asks when I am dropping her off at school (2-3 mins tops in line of cars):
- What is a collar bone? Why is it called a collar bone?
- Why do Christians believe in Jesus but Jews do not? Wasn't Jesus Jewish?
- How do babies get food in their mom's tummy?
- So, if we are friends with a country, their friends are our friends?
- Why do we not get along with Russia?
Soon to me a series!
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No time to write, but time for ice cream!
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