I am Olivia, tough as jerky. I have too many children, loads of family, and a very good life.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
They are like the old song you hear on the radio that takes you back to those hot summer days when you've played hard all day, you can barely keep your eyes open to eat dinner and then you crawl into your nice cool sheets. Inside that bed is the soft friend with the crooked smile and button eyes who knows all your childhood secrets. You wrap you arm around your doll, telling her or him what you really think of brussel sprouts while drifting off to sleep. That same doll sits on your bed everyday waiting for you to come home from school to hear about your day. You can love them, squeeze them, kiss them and in some cases pinch them if you must!