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Ahhhhh.....

This is what I saw this morning in Steilacoom. A mommy and her baby.

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I had driven there to drop Daniel off at his preschool when I saw what looked like a large bird. I thought how weird is that there was a huge bird standing by the side of the road. As I got closer I realized there was no large bird.

I'm weary of spending hours on the road. I don't know how much longer I can do this.

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  1. Cherrypie5:37 PM

    Get yourself some groovy new sounds for the in-car stereo, condition children to accept them as part of the deal for not having to walk 45 miles-on-their-own-through-wind-and-storm-with-only-lastnight'snewspapertokeepthemdry, book an appointment at the optician's, treat yourself to a new pair of glamorous specs, and if that fails, hire a chauffeur x

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  2. Unknown5:56 PM

    Yeah, I'm going to get my eyes checked. I am blind.

    I am spending from three to four hours a day driving. I'm really not enjoying this and am going to stop it as soon as possible.

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  3. Carmenzta8:55 AM

    Pammy, but at least you have deer to look at (or large birds, depending on how far you are from them). Here in Miami, we only have each other's bumpers to gaze at, we scared all the deer away.

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  4. Unknown9:14 AM

    Yes, but you have alligators! How fun is that?

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  5. Carmenzta12:53 PM

    Yes we do, but they actually have to come out of the water and try to eat someone before we can see them!

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  6. Unknown1:39 PM

    I suppose that's a good thing? No, wait. That's not a good thing.

    Yes, deer are cuter and less apt to eat one of us. These were pretty tame and it was a joy to see them.

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