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I used to think that saying meant something about actually stitching the fabric of time, and I had no idea that it referred to actual mending. I guess I’ve always been an abstract thinker, or a very twisted literal thinker. We’re still waiting for the roof to dry out enough so that we can repair [...]
There was a time when it took less than an hour to make Lexi a pair of socks. Baby feet are that small. Now she’s a big girl, and at the end of this summer she’ll be a whopping 5 years old. Now it takes a dedicated evening to come up with almost a pair [...]