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I'm still smiling...
I wonder whether my younger son would have a problem with my knee in the air... my older son would just nag me to no end about it...
posted by
FactorFiction
on January 23, 2006 at 5:57 AM
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Eileen,
The Knee Game Dad played is one of my fondest memories of him. I'll remember that sweet, sneaky smile of his all my life.
God bless you.
posted by
songbirdshafer
on January 23, 2006 at 12:19 AM
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songbirdshafer
It must be momentous to recall childhood memory. I miss your writing. Now I come back to enjoy yours.
posted by
StillStayEileenD
on January 22, 2006 at 8:31 PM
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LaylaBeth,
Yes, unfortunately, life really is like that. Countless times when WAY too much is going on I think about that endless knee game.
posted by
songbirdshafer
on January 21, 2006 at 12:20 AM
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I love that story...!
Life REALLY IS like that, isn't it? :-) ~LB~ xoxo
posted by
Anony_Miss
on January 20, 2006 at 12:30 PM
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Yeah, Whacky,
but then Dad wouldn't have had any fun. It was his game more than mine.
posted by
songbirdshafer
on January 19, 2006 at 11:02 PM
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You could leave the knees up...uh couldn't you?
posted by
Whacky
on January 19, 2006 at 10:56 PM
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