Here are Jane and my niece Eleanor with the Halloween gourds.

And Henry and I had a friendly wrestling match over the Halloween gourds.

And then Elliot fell asleep on the floor clutching his favorite of the two gourds.

I don't want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as a career. I don't want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed. You know, as a career, I don't want to do that.
4 comments:
That picture of Elliott is hilarious. And there is no way you have a teenage son. You look great. How old are you anyway?
She's 47.
You are forty seven? No way!
She is not 47. I went to college with her. That would make me 47. She is, however, pretty damn cute for a women with three kids. She's definitely a MILF.
The other Bill W.
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