One
of my favorite things was to try and out run my Mom and make my own
"pursuit" music as I'd run through the house, down the stairs and out
the front door. She loved to just keep up with me trying not to yell
but laughing and blurting out, "Come here you little bastid!" I'd be
laughing so hard, she'd always catch up to me.
1 comment:
Hahaha...Josie...I can relate!!
I wish you were still here!
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