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Saturday, March 21, 2009

I am worried. My Samuel is at a sleepover tonight and he forgot to bring Grandma's blanket with him. I just realized it but it is too late to call. It is midnight. Maybe he forgot it on purpose, because of the pink flowers on it? But I don't think so. Because I asked him a few days ago what he would do if he went on a sleepover...about the blanket, I mean. And he didn't hesitate, didn't miss a beat. He said he didn't care what the boys thought. That he would bring it with him. That he needed it... Sign in to see full entry.

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