These strange tracks were found all over Martha's yard. We're pretty sure a deer or a cat didn't make them. A fox dragging a chicken could have made them but all of her chickens were acounted for. What could possible make such strange marks in Martha's yard?
Oh yeah, nevermind.
Rachael's Quote of the Day: " I think the worst time to have a heart attack is during a game of charades...or a game of fake heart attack."
--Demetir Martin
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be vewy vewy qwiet. We'we twacking a Nowah...
I think those tracks were heading to TX!
All he needs is a spoon for digging, and he'll be doing one of my favorite childhood things I remember about living in the little red house.
Well, that and Matthew telling me that a big foot was going to roll through our window and run over me--just as I would be falling asleep. However, he was the one who fell off the top bunk! HA! JUSTICE!
I'm so glad you let your nephew play in the dirt, Rach!
Shame on Matthew for scaring you like that. Good for him falling off the top bunk. And didn't Burke sleep in a drawer or did I make that up:?
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