I spent the morning washing wool to get it ready to dye and felt. The little girls around me were singing silly made-up songs and it made my maternal instincts go crazy and the swelled desire to have a pretty little girl of my own one day with pigtails. But my little girl would be tough as nails, mud-covered with messy braids flying
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bronx ny 10463
i miss you a lot. i have a million things to tell you and cannot wait till i get to see you kiddo.
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