This little fellow, and I'm sure he has a name, has been catching Crystel's dreams for a very long time. She made it a year ago and it has guarded her ever since.
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- Crystel's Graduation
- Last Day of School
- Blogging
- Trees in Bloom
- Teenagers in the house
- I didn't need to worry. How many preschoolers s...
- "Let's change your sheets," I said. I looked at h...
- Dandelions are flowers in our house.
- I just have to say it, "They are great kids." A...
- My kind of people
- Why Do They Do That?
- Jack is Three today
- The kids said they saw a blind white squirrel in o...
- Oh, Oh, Another funeral.
- Blow to head killed fish
- Jacob, Antonio and Crystel carefully, tenderly, ...
- Dreamcatcher
- Our next Adventure
- The Princess Having A Picnic
- The art of pushing two kids on a swing
- Crystel and Bandit Rose are out of luck. They ar...
- This is a favorite climbing tree. The birds time ...
- Happy Mother's Day
- Look closely, very closely. Middle finger. Meet K...
- A Lounging Princess
- I fear no one being that little people with a pu...
- Graduate of Police Reserve School
- Antonio's Bedroom
- Handyman
- Jacob and Antonio
- Writer's Group
- Why God made Superman
- Alright, alright, the training wheels are back on.
- Bandit Rose before Surgery
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