This is the kind of thing I find in kids’ bedrooms when I de-clutter. This is a peach. A real peach. With a bandaid. It is Liz’s friend “Peachy” and it has a bandaid because it has a cut. It’s also in the trash now.
Kids. Are. Nuts.
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LOL, does she dead peaches?
My mom always made it a point to tell my friends about crazy stuff like that. She thought it might embarass me out of being a slob. It didn’t work.
Kids are nuts.
There’s something very touching about that bandaged peach Denise….very sweet in fact. But Moms have to keep things in order…sweetness be damned….it had to go.
Hey, I’m going to see my CA babe on Tuesday…for another whirlwind visit…one day. Now there’s the child who might have fallen in the “bandaged peach” category in her day.
That’s hillarious! Peachy.. just the kind of name my daughter would use (she who hath named “Puppy” and “Brownie”)
Course my other daughter comes up with names like “Poodle-Pants” so Peachy’s pretty good really 😉