Liam finds utter joy in what he calls "Brendan's milky kisses."
Just the other day Eric told me that kissing Brendan was like kissing a puffy wet cloud.
Yesterday Liam watched the steam and dusty snow swirling atop our neighbor's roof and asked, "Why are the clouds melting into their house?"
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Weird though because I don't like 99% of poetry I've read.
What a kitty (fluff fluff)!!! I can't wait to read what Liam comes up w/ next!! How are you all doing? Did classes start? This could easily turn in to an email (hey, maybe I'll try that!). TTYL
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