I think of my family through the day; way, way too much. I just remembered how my Dad, with drink in hand, would look at me and then at my mother and say ~ “Those Cokes are really bad for the kids.”
I think of my family through the day; way, way too much. I just remembered how my Dad, with drink in hand, would look at me and then at my mother and say ~ “Those Cokes are really bad for the kids.”
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