All little girls dream about getting married someday, well at least the one's I've known do. M is obsessed with getting married. Every day she talks about marrying the Prince who has black hair. I can say that I'm happy with this choice and we've talked about how Mommy and Daddy will help her make sure her Prince is the best one for her.
Previous to the Prince, M was adamant that she was going to marry the Wal-Mart man.
I'm happy she's chosen the Prince. Not that there's anything wrong with working at Wal-Mart.
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heya
You, Huni, are deliberately mysterious about yourself, it seems, and yet you are also outspoken. This is a curious mixture. Kind of like dynamite labeled with "some precautions required in handling." There's an underlying something. I usually list blogs in my bloglist as who from where, but you give no clue in your profile in what part of the world you exist. Does that make you a world citizen, or are you telecommunicating from someplace else? Just curious.
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