My grandmother made a coconut pie for my husband. He decided on some drastic measures to keep the oldest boy out of his goods.
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- 366 Adios 2012
- 365/366 A hurtey back
- 364/366 "Life stands still best in moments that lo...
- 363/366 Camellia love
- 362/366 How does it know?
- 361/366 Hickcockian Moment
- 360/366 Merry Christmas!
- 359/366 Dreaming of a white Christmas...
- 358/366 Holiday baking
- 357/366 Brutus time
- 356/366 Our reward for surviving the traffic
- 355/366 Fiery
- 354/366 Better late than never
- 353/366 Healing moments
- 352/366 The Cookie Swap
- 351/366 Done with the marathon
- 350/366 The night before
- 349/366 Emotional
- 348/366 "Books are uniquely portable magic." ~ Ste...
- 347/366 His pie
- 346/366 Finding Christmas
- 345/366 "If there are no dogs in Heaven, then I wa...
- 344/366 Cookies!
- 343/366 Saturday morning
- 342/366 Oh Hanukkah Bush, Oh Hanukkah Bush...
- 341/366 Juicy
- 340/366 "One can never have enough socks." ~ Dumbl...
- 339/366 Home again
- 338/366 "Coming back to where you started is not t...
- 337/366 Stealing a kiss
- 336/366 Ho ho ho
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About Me
- Beth
- I'm a mom, wife and an elementary school assistant principal. I have 2 boys and 2 step-daughters and a miniature dachshund (the dog rules the roost).
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