tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8270684227904075785.post-9140372757718015122008-05-21T12:50:00.003-03:002008-05-21T12:56:50.447-03:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-i41u62jR60/SDRFfNhD-oI/AAAAAAAAAPM/2X-aGVkKtpY/s1600-h/CCF21052008_00000.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202859872026360450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-i41u62jR60/SDRFfNhD-oI/AAAAAAAAAPM/2X-aGVkKtpY/s320/CCF21052008_00000.jpg" border="0" /></a> "Mom can you be quiet I'm trying to concentrate, this is work you know."<br /><br />While I'm gardening yesterday and he is playing quietly.<br />"ALERT, ALERT, a poopie is coming!!!" As he takes off to the house.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-i41u62jR60/SDRE8NhD-nI/AAAAAAAAAPE/hbgoNDiIaMo/s1600-h/CCF21052008_00000.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div>Christinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00193058808663345643noreply@blogger.com