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Friday, March 31, 2006

The Witching Hour

Somewhere between 4pm and bedtime (7pm-ish), my normally content, mostly happy girl LOSES it:
It happens in the blink of an eye, without warning. Afternoons are rough lately. It must be Oklahoma...or maybe getting older and more aware. For now, I'll blame it on OK. Isn't it terrible that I even had my camera to document this daily event?

alohab @ 5:34 PM
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Comments:
dearie, ya gotta put the time stamp so we know how long it was between takes (lol). actually, it isn't "mean" that you had your camera at the ready (sounds like something i would do), cause 20 years from now, she'll be laughing at the captured moments too when you show them during her wedding slide-show (hee hee).

she's still a cutie-pa-tootie!


hugs,
anake aohoku
 
oh my gosh, i'm cracking up. poor sweetie!! i'm sure she wouldn't be happy at my laughter at her benefit... but aohoku is right-- she'll laugh some day too!
 
oh, and by the way-- is nea's hair longer?? :)
 
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