Bode was making his bed. On the top he carefully laid his blanket down nice and straight.."Sleep Good Blankey, I'll be back in no time." What a price possession. The BLANKET.
We dream of FEET of snow, and windless summer days on the boat... and then ski, ski, and ski some more. But the greatest happiness comes, when his little eyes look up at us and then he begins to smile.
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