my mother & a comb were a dangerous weapon. my team name of firecrackers was more than fitting.
I apparently thought I was funny. Even before the age of 5.
I once was a boy. Oh, did you not know? I was the only boy my dad baptized. Considering my parents had three girls, this claim is not extremely flattering.
I obviously looked up to my older sister. She was rad.
Dalmatian themed party. I was popular. Who could resist liking you with a smile of a gremlin?
Snowmobiling with dad. Which meant I got to pick out a soda pop and a candy bar. There seriously was nothing better.
I love your blog! You are too funny! from Nicole M
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