Sweet Memories

When something happens that I don’t want to forget I’m going to title it Sweet Memories.

Timmy was playing in the playroom and I was watching but he didn’t know it. He started doing things he shouldn’t; things I would normally tell him not to do. He would stand on his motorcycle and in the sweetest voice tell himself Noooo, get down and do it again 🙂

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