Yes, my darling...we will not grow old together....we will play, we will dance, we will laugh, we will do silly silly things, we will stay children forever....starting tomorrow at 11:30 AM.
Oh this is my mantra dear Darlene... I won't grow up....why should we lose our sense of playfulness and silliness and wonderful giggly spirits by virtue of a chronological number? phew that was a mouthful! You've made the right decision!!! XOXO
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Yes, my darling...we will not grow old together....we will play, we will dance, we will laugh, we will do silly silly things, we will stay children forever....starting tomorrow at 11:30 AM.
You are beautiful..
Double hugs,
Wanda Mom
Me three!
Age is only a number.
Growing up has more connotations than I care to consider.
When I find myself feeling down, I watch the children. This always brings out my inner child.
My body may mature, but my inner child will always be willing to come out and play.
So, Darlene, tag, your it. tehee.
Gowing up is fun! It is the growing old that isn't and even that has compensations. Come and grow up with me, Darlene! We'll have a ball!
What a stunning picture! I want to be you when I grow up! Oh wait...I'm not going to grow up. But I still want to be you!
mmmmm...my gorgeous sis.
i am heading to a retreat until next monday night. i'll miss you soooo much.
you are my hero...and my strength.
i love you a bushel and a peck.
lil sis
Oh this is my mantra dear Darlene...
I won't grow up....why should we lose our sense of playfulness and silliness and wonderful giggly spirits by virtue of a chronological number? phew that was a mouthful!
You've made the right decision!!!
XOXO
I feel the same hun.... I love where I am at the moment in time....
Big hugs,
Love Toni
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