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Friday, December 5, 2008

I got gummy

CJ ... "Mom, I got gummy!"

Me ... "let me see." ... I see something small in his mouth

Me ... "where did you get that?!?!?"

CJ ... "in my nose"

YUCK!!!!
Posted by organized_chaos at 6:13 PM

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  • ▼  2008 (33)
    • ▼  December (1)
      • I got gummy
    • ►  November (4)
      • LEAVES!
      • Halloween - a bit late
      • Who's more traumatized?
      • They found their voices
    • ►  October (13)
      • What happened
      • Progress
      • I'm your necklace
      • Fall
      • who made me the boogie collector?
      • Panic Attacks
      • new word
      • Bocce
      • you want what????
      • For a good cause
      • 4 weeks and counting
      • Glorious
      • co-worker
    • ►  September (14)
      • Frustration
      • a few summer fun pictures
      • Give it back to the universe
      • Cold Feet
      • Wanted
      • Mr. Woodpecker
      • a bucket and a hose
      • Dear Body
      • justify
      • Wii ...
      • Random Thought Thursday
      • eye of the storm
      • Febreeze it
      • It's been along time
    • ►  July (1)
      • Worry

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ALONE - one of my favorite poems

Alone

by Edgar Allan Poe

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were--I have not seen
As others saw--I could not bring
My passions from a common spring--
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow--I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone--
And all I lov'd--I lov'd alone--
Then--in my childhood--in the dawn
Of a most stormy life--was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still--
From the torrent, or the fountain--
From the red cliff of the mountain--
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold--
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by--
From the thunder, and the storm--
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view--