What are these weird itchy clothes? I thought we were riding….Why am I being carried up to all these doors. Why am being asked to hold this bucket. I don’t know that person. Why are they touching me. Nope. Don’t touch me. Why am I being put in Continue reading
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Not So Special Halloween
Growing up, Halloween was a decently big deal. Mainly just for the night though. I remember Halloween cookies or carving pumpkins. That’s not to say we didn’t do it, I just didn’t manage to archive those memories very well I guess. I remember the uproar caused by deciding what to be for Halloween Continue reading
One Well Momma 