Yesterday, about fifteen minutes after dinner, Macey sneezed. A piece of broccoli flew out of her mouth. "Uh-oh," she noted casually, as she picked it back up and ate it.
On our flight home from Rome, we hit some turbulence — the borderline scary
kind that turns your stomach and elicits the occasional gasp. I am a pretty
sea...
8 hours ago
1 comments:
I think she must get that from her Dad!
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