"Mom! Mom! Stuck! Mom!" I heard Isabel yelling from what used to be our pantry before we remodeled. (Now it will be food storage.) As I'm racing back there I'm trying to think of all the things that might have fallen on her that she could be stuck under. But instead I found this.
I guess it doesn't matter how hard we try our shelves just seems to get cluttered with somethings, or someones.
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I think if Isabel could dream of a place to be "stuck" it would be in a food pantry!! I'm just wondering where the crackers are??
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