Why I didn't recognize my own daughter. Yesterday I had a front row seat for my daughter's 4th grade play. She had the part of a lumberjack. She had to wear jeans and a white t-shirt to school. I was sitting in the front row videotaping the performance when I finally recognized her. That's her in the red and black flannel shirt and the mustache. I almost laughed outloud and we were in a small music room. The play was about Paul Bunyan. Very cute and I must say she makes a cute lumberjack.
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Cute lumberjack, indeed!
No more licorice!!!!
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