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A Mother's Love

Water runs deep
in the well of a mother's love.
 
 
 
This Boy
 
 
Sheeeesh, I do love him.
In his cowboy hat...
 
 
shootin' a gun...
 
 
in his bundies.
 
 
I don't think I'll ever forget sitting on the floor at my step-mother, Pat's baby shower for one of my little brothers. I remember her weeping after reading Love You Forever by Robert Munsch. I was a little embarrassed.... for her, I mean. Who cries over (of all things) a silly book about a boy and his mother. I thought that maybe that is just what very pregnant woman do. My little brain just didn't understand. Nope, didn't get it.
 
Now I do.
    Now I do....
:)
 
 
 
 

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  1. Kelli Woodford12 January 2013 at 20:54

    nope. you're not alone. i cry over that stupid book every. time. i. read. it. :)
    and love the baby in his little undies.
    (nice to meet you!)

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    1. all10popes13 January 2013 at 18:09

      right, back atcha...nice meeting you too! thanks for stopping by, Kelli!

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