My mom had this wooden replica of my childhood house made for me for Christmas. Even though it was the only present I got this year, it was the best I could have ever imagined. Even if I had gotten thousands of dollars of presents, it still would have been the best I could have ever imagined. 4824 Candy Lane... how I miss you. one slightly blurry picture without the flash
I can't speak for anyone else but for me, home is where my mom is.
I can't speak for anyone else but for me, home is where my mom is.
2 comments:
If you open the pantry in the picture of the house are there wheat things and ruby red grapefruit juice?
Yes Stacey you would! Ah such fun memories.
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