Tattooed Hippie Pirate Momma
The adventures of a tattooed writer momma and her two little ducks
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Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Silence.
It must be nap time in our house, because it's quiet. After three years, sometimes I forget how precious the sound of silence is.
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