Daddy sure leaves a BIG hole.
Feels like forever until he comes home and then Jane says something like, "Momma, why does your face look all golden, all, all pretty?" A little manna from heaven, that girl is.
{Sigh.} How many more days?
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Man, I wish I had a golden face! You don't get compliments out of my three teenagers. Picked apart probably comes closest to it. I do remember those days though. Hey, can I borrow that girl. I could use a little MANNA, too.
I agree with Pig Woman. We all need a Jane following us around.
Oh, I love you, girls. Eat up the manna! So glad to share. :)
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