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Aug. 14th, 2003 05:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
turpsI have 7 children in my garden. Only one belongs to me.
Half of them don't even seem to like each other, they're Corey's friends, but not friends with each other.
I just had to put my big mean mam face on when some other children threw stones at them through the fence. I've opened hundreds of ice pops. But at least the boy that calls me Mrs Corey isn't here, because that's too much.
No wonder James goes to work.
Half of them don't even seem to like each other, they're Corey's friends, but not friends with each other.
I just had to put my big mean mam face on when some other children threw stones at them through the fence. I've opened hundreds of ice pops. But at least the boy that calls me Mrs Corey isn't here, because that's too much.
No wonder James goes to work.
