Playing footsie at dinner. OH NO!
She is listened to his every word.
Eli cracking himself up.
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Huan Qiu Ji
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Hi! My name is Amy. My husband and I have two kiddos and a third on the way. Molly is three, Timmy is two (adopted from S. Korea), and Lindsay Ji is waiting for us in China. I love my family, our four dogs, photography, yard work, running, Disney World :), listening to music and being outside! My life has been a series of hills and valleys and I am most certainly a work in progress. My Dad and my Aunt both committed suicide and those grief experiences have shaped my life in a way I never imagined. I pray that one day my story of suicide survival can bring hope to others in similar situations. I'm also a first grade teacher in Dallas, Texas and am blessed to spend my days surrounded by kiddos! Thanks for stopping by!
amycookmeeker@yahoo.com
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3 comments:
I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE these!! Who taught them how to play footsie this early? Where are their parents?? Oh yeah, that's us=) Scary huh?
Yeah, Bob was not laughing as much as I was. They can date if they want when they turn 35.
Date at 35...can't kiss until 40!!=) Tell Bob I'm sorry my son is such a flirt!
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