Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the houseNot a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
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Where's Erica's sock?
Those are gorgeous! Your mom does great work. :)
Erica has Erica's sock nowadays.
WV: rewee
I had to wee, and then I had to wee again.
she sure does !!!
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