Wednesday, November 30, 2011


My Mom always says I was the girl with a curl, when I was good I was very good and when I was bad I was BAD. One of her favorite stories to tell is when I got into the desitin at my Grandma's house and got it all over. So the other day this is what I found Bailey with the desitin, luckily she didn't get it all over.

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