I would just like to say I freaking hate Precious Moments. Yet we have one of their books.
This book is sweet and simple and incredibly unrealistic. Yes, I know, kids books are like that. I really did want to vomit after reading it. The only redeeming quality is that it didn't use the g word.
The real answer - love is filling your friend's ex husbands apartment with praying mantis eggs.
Monday, February 12, 2007
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