
On our recent “get-a-way”, we stopped at a friends. Her boys had a train set up under the tree. Baby Girl was fascinated with the movement. She would put her finger on the track and then pull it away, just before the train arrived. The shoe is mine. “Keens”…check them out, you won’t be sorry. This is from the old lady with the arthritic foot.
I think we are still recovering from all the food we ate.


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