“This is our house. And this is America Online.” (While pointing at a map of the North American continent.)
Emily McClelland (1998- )
The roaring of the wind is my wife and the stars through the window pane are my children. The mighty abstract idea I have of beauty in all things stifles the more divided and minute domestic happiness.
John Keats (1795-1821)
“Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.''
Leo Tolstoy (1828-1910)
All I am, or can be, I owe to my angel mother.
Abraham Lincoln (1809-1865)
As the family goes, so goes the nation and so goes the whole world in which we live.
Emily woke me from a nap to read to me the poem that she was so proud of. She then left it on the counter for like a couple of months, so I figure it must be something she really wants to keep.
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1 Steve on Sep 6, 2011 at 12:27 pm
Emily woke me from a nap to read to me the poem that she was so proud of. She then left it on the counter for like a couple of months, so I figure it must be something she really wants to keep.
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