Not flesh of my flesh,
nor bone of my bone.
But still miraculously my own.
Never forget for a single minute.
You didn't grow under my heart,
but in it.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Things Solly spilled and other neat pictures
Solly dumped a lot of stuff on the floor today. I tried something new with Dede's hair, do you like it as much as I do? When I twist it with yummy smelling hair oil around my finger when it's wet, it goes into the shiniest tube curls.