To all the people who have ever asked me if I was ever dropped on my head as a child ... This is my enthusiastic yes!
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Poor Stacey.
Though it looks as though you've received a fluffy thing as compensation - well worth the trip. ;)
too cute!!!
M.
Alright ... Before my Mom calls me out on the caption ... I actually fell off our porch head first onto a cement block ... And LIVED to TELL about it!!!
;)
The most accurate telling of the tale is not that you fell, but that you rode your tricycle off the edge of the porch. I might add that this incident was also a predicter of your personality - no limits and a love of speed. I love that you see beyond the boundaries, but wish you'd slow down and appreciate the journey - it is often lovelier than the destination.
And I want to side with orbling (as I think that many of us Yanks would)Cookie Monster instead of GW - Brillant!!!
Hmmm ... I was born with a lead foot. Interesting. Very interesting ...
;)
I'll side with YM on this, the final destination in life isn't the good bit - it's all about the journey and perhaps, who you travel with. :)
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