It has a new purpose in life.
Also, confession: I ate snow with my son. Like a kidagin, I tell yew what.
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When I Grow Up, I Wanna Be...
- Rosie_Kate
- I'm a homeworking wife/mom. I'm married to a hard-working Lutheran pastor and we have three little boys and a sweet little girl who are growing way too fast. We are renovating and living in an antique crumbling ruin of a farm house. I am an unconventional health-nut. This blog is just snippets from my daily life, random splashes of paint.
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