It was a really special moment.
What gets me is that a flipping 9 year old needs deodorant.
When I was 9 the closest I had come to sweat was running from my Dad after church ball.
Who are we kidding, I still have never sweat a drop. Exercise is for poor people......
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um...
ok so...
i don't see a post from yesterday.
keep your promise to me.
i miss you.
and i MIGHT check this blog at least a couple times a day.
ok.. i definitely do.
does it confuse you that i change my name all the time? hahaha.
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