tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990282262575480662.post6235952115458148286..comments2019-06-28T02:23:03.036-05:00Comments on Read My Thoughts...: For Lauren...TheiaThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11293486622703283584noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990282262575480662.post-92097552795425169452008-09-17T09:01:00.000-05:002008-09-17T09:01:00.000-05:00You can't get much past her!You can't get much past her!TheiaThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11293486622703283584noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1990282262575480662.post-18760703029172394812008-09-17T07:26:00.000-05:002008-09-17T07:26:00.000-05:00Glad Wascal Wabbit is on Your blog..I remember a l...Glad Wascal Wabbit is on Your blog..I remember a lot more things she said when she was little.. She was spending the nite wit us one night. About 9 pm she decided she wanted to go home, so me and Gran decided to ride her around and let her go to sleep and then we could put her to bed and everything would be ok. So we rode her till she was a sleep and pulled back into the driveway shut of the car and guess what? Wascal Wabbit set up in her car seat and said, "HEY THIS IS NOT MY HOUSE" We had to continue on our trip to Guntersville.. <BR/><BR/>Good Post The<BR/><BR/>PepawAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com