August 17th 2006 8:30 pm
Dawn: “Paige, time to start getting ready for bed, go brush your teeth.
Paige: no words spoken, is laying on the floor at the end of my bed and raises her hand that is holding up a spoonful of peanut butter (apparently her choice of a pre-bedtime snack)
Dawn: “Hurry up.”
Paige: “You cant rush peanut butter”
Dawn: thinking only…ahhhh words of truth. Life is like peanut butter.
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Just Venting...or something like it 