Well here we are on a fine sunny Saturday morning,
having pancakes for breakfast and having a good cuppa
and going out later to get the youngin some warm cloths
for the trip down south, sounds like we are in Yankee
land going to visit the relatives, to which we are all
looking forward to watch our son for his march out of the
army, there he will be in his pretty green uniform and
plastic gun, have to laugh at the tuppa wear gun. But, hey
each to his own I say lol.
Well first things first the daughters cloths, off we
go marching down the shops isles and in to the stores
where we will have to let her chose her cloths and the
wife I always wanted will be in toe just to make sure they
will fit her and not coast us the earth (thank god). Hey,
the youngin is growing at a rapped rate of knots and
every time we buy her shoes, cloths, or what ever they
only last about at least 3 months or so and have to go and
get more cloths, shoes or whatever. So to all the men out
there that are complaining about this life’s travels of
having Billy lids, at the end of the day I wouldn’t have it
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